I'VE BLED

The rose's gone black

The leaves are all dead

Wish you could be back

Ask the thorns I've bled

The petals are on the ground

Over stepped by my tears

Darkness me surrounds

Dying feels so mere

Blow the rose and shatter

Shatter the petals in air

Let the thorns prick me it doesn't matter

If what you did was so fair

I know we made no promises

There were no vows to keep

And that became my nemesis

I let my trust in too deep

I wish I hadn't a heart

Or at the most one that's dead

Wish you weren't my life's part

Because ask the thorns, I've bled