posted on Feb, 19 2014 @ 02:16 PM
Roses long wilted and missing their petals
love letters still held and sometimes read
heart ache wounds still flow blood red
words remembered and sometimes said
loud
how to feel again without bitter bile
anger cleverly disguised while
by acknowledging my failure
I sound so honest and fair
despair
creeps up on me when certain songs play
or perfume slaps my face
lost her, lost her you fool
it repeats in disgrace
mourn
what seemed like it would last
love had is better than none at all
so they say as I live on in loneliness
often buried in memories of the past
life
the future is so unknown
why can't I look at it with optimism
I hear all the encouragements as cliches
I once offered others as ointment
soothing
my soul with someday there will be someone
their scent, their beauty will rival the rose
and once again I will rejoin the living
but handling the thorny rose with more respect
valentine
you are out there
but I don't know where
just understand til then
this rose continues to bleed my heart