Black Rose Poem by ESPN CHICK

Black Rose

Rating: 5.0


I have a rose that is black and its bleeding dark red blood
How I love to stare at it before I lay in bed
It reminds me of how broken I really am
This rose represents every part of me
With the thorns on the stem I seem to get pricked every-time I touch
Making me bleed dark red blood

But for some reason I go back for more
Guess I'm attached to the pain
Feels like the thorns just pricked my heart
And my heart is bleeding for dear life
Now I'm in pain everywhere I go

Why am I attached to this rose
I'm hurting every-time I touch
Its bleeding everywhere in my room
Splattered on the walls
This bleeding black rose just won't die

And when I look in the mirror I see why
See the pain all over me and the things I did in life
To put me in this situation that I'm in
That's why I'm in pain
The rose represents me and until I die the rose will still be alive

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eyan Desir 29 October 2009

Ouch! well expressed..nice one

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*Trusting You* 22 November 2008

great metaphor... I really like this one it is true for so many people. good job Crystal

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Vampire Heart 11 October 2008

A dark and melancholic poem, love the connection between you and the rose, very emotional, a lovely poem indeed, nice.

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