A Bright Red Rose
There once was a tale of a lonely broken kid,
His life had little meaning no matter what he did,
One day his only fear was sure to come true,
This struck a nerve that he had to pursue,
The one that he loved was no where to be found,
Until suddenly He found her lying lifeless on the ground,
Nobody quite knows how or when or even why,
But something happened - that something was she died,
Her Bloodied shirt is proof that blood ran from her nose,
And Her blackened eye Just shows how the story goes,
I am that kid that lost that one - the pain eats my alive,
I’ll never feel her warm embrace until the day I die,
This broken heart is pain enough that nothing else can phase you,
This violent act commited upon you shows there nothing to do,
These tears I shed for you my lost angel are all that remain whole,
This bright red rose is all I have to show I have a soul,
Wont you take this flower from my hand and how it near and dear?
Please take this bright red rose and watch me disappear
-KJ (Me)
