Roses Poem by Alyssia Pratt

The roses have blackened
Just like my heart
My soul has been ripped apart
Yet I can't throw them away
because i can still smell what's left of the sweetness in
the memories
And my mentality has stiffened just like them
There hard yet still so fragile
I can't throw them away and I'm afraid that
they'll break into pieces just like me
and I'm the one who killed them
I ripped the stems nearly in half
trying to sever all ties that bind me from him
the red that lies within
and I'd like to be numb
in an attempt to forget what has been done
This pain is immense
I can still clearly remember all of you
your presence- and that look in your eyes
which can only be described as intense
It seems as if- what you were, Never was
It's as if you were an illusion and it hurts to say
Your gone like the wind
Sometimes you came and brought me warmth
Sometimes you came and left me nearly frozen
And now
Now you are gone
leaving me lost
I feel like Alice in wonderland
I chased you down, down into a hole full of emotion
and I got so deep in that I buried myself completely
Suffocating from my own hands
as the walls crumbled down around-
While you cautiously, hopped out.