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Dead Rose


I wish I could be lied to

I wish I didn’t know

My emotions would thank me

And my tears would forsake me

May death take me

When I cry alone

My heart is an empty home

A king without a throne

I live among the peasants

And fell in love with resentment

My heart is tortured to be aware

I hope tomorrow I won’t care

Empty smiles is how I prepare

Love is a notion my heart can’t renounce

And my cursed mind has lost count

Of how many times you slept with the enemy

Loneliness is a best friend to me

Forever was in your face

But you chose to taste

Blood from a torn heart you refuse to erase

Go ahead, embrace your sins

And I’ll pretend to win

Your confused heart

I’ve known from the start

This love would be suicidal

My adoration remains idle

Reciprocity is vital

So leave me incomplete

How could I compete?

With a past that is still present

My testament

Is swallowed with my pride

I see his reflection in your eyes

And continue to gaze

Stabbing my heart with your devoted ways

Shatter your mirror

Rest is that much nearer

Kill my dream

Every time you scream

His name

At least you have no shame

My shoulder was for you to cry

Just so you can give pain one more try

And yet my shoulder misses you

Teach me how to resist you

So I can achieve a loveless bliss

My heart is a clenched fist

Squeezing a dead rose

The thorns make my palms bleed

To want you to myself is greed

So I live with an unsatisfied need

The only blessing I can look forward to

Is if I cross your mind when you love him

At least I can trust him

To break your heart

So I can put back together all the parts

Of your troubled beauty

Loving you is grueling

Together we seem so perfect

Yet with every thought of him we turn worthless

What purpose

Does your attention for me serve?

Other than to leave me burned