Sadness Of A Rose Poem by Chris Boyles

She sat alone in her room that night
through her window the moon was bright.
Inside her heart ached she was in pain
to keep calm she tried hard to remain.
She recalled how into her life he crept
alone and cold and breathless she wept.
The pain felt like a sword in her heart
feeling numb wishing it never did start.
Hugging her knees she just wanted to die
she sat shivering she had to wonder why.
Why everything good she had in her life
left her hurt and alone full of strife.
Would true love ever be shared for real
or moments in time all she could steal.
Why did he treat her as a lady one day
then for days he would just walk away.
Leaving her wondering if all was fine
many thoughts of worry were her design.
She did her best for he was her desire
of herself what was it he did require.
Maybe just someone to spend bored hours
to bring a smile through stormy showers.
Was she so blind her eyes could not see
that she was never meant to feel happy.
Wrapped up to the window she went
leaning on the sill a fall to prevent.
Eyes sore and red with tears that night
thankfully none would see her sad sight.
Looking to the sky stars she could see
heaven she thought meant for her and he.
How wrong was she to dream of such folly
would she be left a life of melancholy.
Once a pretty rose in bloom she felt
now a ragged weed no life as she knelt.
Had he played with her emotions so well
that so in love she was under his spell.
If he believed all the things he said
why did her feelings not enter his head.
For surely if two connect as they did
feelings should be shared and not hid.
Her mind confused and her body in pain
she feel inside she was going insane.
How could love feel so right but wrong
why were feelings let run for so long.
Maybe she had it all wrong in her head
as she slid restlessly back into her bed.
Her pillow she hugged his face she saw
his smile beamed but she wanted more.
Many men she could have had but did not
for she hoped her love now she had got.
She could not sleep though she tried
her heart hurt bad and more she cried.
How could she with such beauty to show
he ignore turning his back and just go.
Reasons am sure one day she will find
but maybe all along knew in her mind.
She watched the sunrise on the new day
he her first thought and so much to say.
Maybe silently she should let things go
frustrated that she once dared to show.
Show all that she was to he that asked
under loves spell she had then basked.
All she can do now is sit and just wait
if love was meant or it was now to late.
Will he remember her love for him true
or will she just fade into a skies of blue.
As she wrote of her pain the next night
on her words the moon shone so bright.
On her desk the rose he once gave to her
emotions once again inside began to stir.
Would her words help ease all her pain
or forever her love for him inside remain.