• Once beautiful and desirable,
    Left dead and wilted,
    I lay here in the darkness,
    As my life passes threw me.

    Alone and scared you left me,
    Lost and hurt,
    I am.

    But now you know,
    Just who I am,

    A rose,
    Left to bleed.

    Walk threw a garden,
    What do you see?
    The tears on the roses,
    They are from me.

    What do you feel?
    Hate?
    Love?

    What are you?
    My love?

    A monster,
    Now freed.