One Rose

Love is like a rose, don't you maybe think?

It looks so strong, it's stem so thick,

I gaze at it in admiration, in amazement, in awe,

never content with what I have, i'm always wanting more,

But when I try to claim it, and pick it as my own,

It only ends up dying, leaving me all alone,

I want it so badly, So I hold it close, so tight,
But it's thorns make me bleed and nothing turns out right,
I shower it with affection, I give it some rain,
but only in return do I recieve excrusciating pain


                                                                         I don't get it, you see, I don't know why I havent won,
                                                                 I'll do anything to change for this time I know you are the one,

                                                                                 Its amazing to watch, as it represents something true,

                                                                                                       

                                                                         That's why I want a rose, just one rose, for me and for you.

Neutral

One day after another, never a surprise,
A day of hidden and  lonely lies,
don't expect what can't be, i've learned from past,
don't linger your heart, move on very fast,

Don't shudder at the thought,
don't be naive and ignore,
don't indulge in fantasy, and love evermore,

Just don't care I suppose, it's easier that way,
Just normal content, forever it will stay,

Hush, keep a secret,
Don't let anyone know,
that there is a stain of mere vertigo,
It seeps in slyly when it shall rain,
the empty bitterness of true love's pain.

It's catches me off-guard, and i'm forced to tears,
Alone in the darkness surrounded by my fears,
My heart is numb, yet somehow it yearns,
for the one that gave me these harsh burns.

Pieces

I wonder if anyone tries,
I wonder if anyone cares,
I wonder if anyone realises I am tormented by their stares.

It makes my heart beat fast,
As their stares proceed to last,
Agitating, nausiating, but i'll continue on this mask.

I wonder if anyone understands,
What it means to truley be sad,
To look into the mirror,
and get furiously mad,

Why do they tell me it's not as it may seem?
Why do they tell me it's all just a dream?

When it's the only thing I have left of me...

Reflection

Oh, mirror, mirror, when I look into thee,
why can't I see the real me?
Do you hide it, so that I can be sheltered,
am I that bad of a person to be?

Oh, mirror, mirror, I want to know,
the depth of my words, the song of my soul,
Oh, mirror, mirror, on the wall

maybe i'm nothing after all

Sailor

The moon sparkles over the crystal like ocean. His words were small and few.
Her gaze was teary at the reading of the letter, for it ended with 'I love you'
And so now she stands looking out into the sea, the same sea in which reminds her of he.

And she cries with all her might. She hopes to God, that her sailor be alive tonight.

Dream

Before the veil of midnight covers the velvet sky, after the sun retires from it's blazing gaze, a girls eyes glisten under a breathtaking sunset; her fingers stretching out into the distance, whishing, hoping, for the dream that is just over the horizon, the dream, that no matter how hard she wishes, will only ever be in her heart.