A Bleeding Rose
Alone in a world of darkness
No one can hear her screams
She’s loveless
She lives a life with no dreams
The pain that she feels overflows to a knife
She writes on her wrists
wants to give up her life
No one cares that she exists
Her feelings are shut away in her mind
Because no one took the time to be kind
She hides behind “memories” and a fake smile
When all the while she feels an exile
One day she holds up a gun to her head
She’s left no goodbye, no note to be read
She counts to three and then pulls the trigger
The pool of blood around her is getting bigger
She lies there, weak and waits all alone
For death to save her and bring her home
Life was never where she belonged
She wanted to go and live in shalom
Her fate came quickly, and so ended the pain
That spread throughout her body like a white-hot knife
Even you never treated her with much but profane
Any kindness from you might have saved her life...
No one can hear her screams
She’s loveless
She lives a life with no dreams
The pain that she feels overflows to a knife
She writes on her wrists
wants to give up her life
No one cares that she exists
Her feelings are shut away in her mind
Because no one took the time to be kind
She hides behind “memories” and a fake smile
When all the while she feels an exile
One day she holds up a gun to her head
She’s left no goodbye, no note to be read
She counts to three and then pulls the trigger
The pool of blood around her is getting bigger
She lies there, weak and waits all alone
For death to save her and bring her home
Life was never where she belonged
She wanted to go and live in shalom
Her fate came quickly, and so ended the pain
That spread throughout her body like a white-hot knife
Even you never treated her with much but profane
Any kindness from you might have saved her life...