Blossoming Black Rose Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I walked a dark path.
Long ago, so long ago.
I nearly lost control.
Giving in to evil intent.
Ask me if I'd do all over again, and I say yes.
They were just important as others part of my life.
It makes me who I am.
Perspective through the eyes of the sand man.
Sleeping in the gates where heaven meets hell.
Which side did I take?
Is it really that hard to tell?
Love has not been lost.
Anger no longer invades.
Hate is something I never contemplate.
Sometimes I feel it is better not to agitate.
INSIDE ME THERE IS SOMETHING VERY EVIL.
Better to leave it sleep.
Monster are fueled by really bad events.
Why would I ever want to relive them?
Let me be calm.
Let me be soothed by whispers upon my skin.
Soft to the touch.
I never want to be that ugly creature again.
I'd rather be the blossoming black rose.
Not something that is decomposing.