Roses Have Died Poem by Allysyn Bryant

The Roses have died,
And I am Blue.
I think that you're gone,
But are we really through?

You took away my breath,
Never leaving a Threat.
The soft touch of you hand,
Held together my hopes like a rubber-band.
It was Always you kiss,
That I though I'd never have to miss.
And still to this day,
I wish you had stayed.

The Roses have died,
And I am Blue.
Memories forgotten,
Mistakes unforgiven,
Can we make it Through?

It all seems like a mystery,
How can we just throw away our History?
After all this time,
Is none of it worth a dime?
Out of all that we shared,
You act like you never cared.

The Roses have died,
And I am Blue.
We go separate ways,
Avoiding direct contact.
How will we ever make it through?

Every time i pass you by,
I'm unable to look you in the eye.
I walk away with a tear on my cheek,
'Cause now we hardly ever speak.
Promises made but unable to keep,
And still I lay awake at night unable to sleep.

The Roses have died,
And I am Blue.
Now that your gone,
I guess we're really through.

March 2007