Roses Are Red.

Stepping back into the darkness I'll find my way to sleep,

A single red rose I carry, Held within my earthly keep,

A diary of poetry flows swiftly from my heart,

And sadness washes over me, denying a fresh start.

I cannot give myself away,

I cannot handle another day,

I cannot find the words to say,

So bury me in this hole I lay...

I want so bad, to open my eyes,

Hold you again, and shelter these cries.

But out of my reach you wither and fade,

Remembering forever these mistakes that I've made.

And so again I fall into the night,

To dream the dreams of endless light,

But no light can show forth from the way I die,

The petals of my love fall to the floor as I cry.

Roses are red, Violets are blue,

But sprawled across the floor I'm still missing you.


-Ryan