the roses

My tears have fallen,

The roses are wilting,

Turning Red to Black,

I've slowly slipped into a deep dark hole,

With No Trace of light all around,

Its cold and dark down here,

Where cold, hard hearts are easily found,

Friends are nowhere to be seen,

For I have took the road less traveled,

Let the rain fall,

Theres no turning back now.

Forever on this journey,

Not knowing when it will end,

I line my eyes with black,

And paint my lips in red,

In hopes to be brought back from the dead.

Wishing for the light of an ever glowing star,

To show me where to go,

Now that i've come this far.