barbed rose

Youv no idea
till u feel
the tearing at your sanity
the gnawing at your mask
that covers the hiden emotion
that unbelievable fear
that tears at your gut
we are told its wonderful
its a miricle of nature
but this, this is no miricle
this thing i feel
i dont know how
it can be constrewed as good
it doesnt cease
when all hope is lost
it keeps fighting
this unwinable war
battle after battle
wound after wound
it never gives in
but it makes me feel
like im dying inside
just one drop left
of pure crimson blood
just let it fall,
i beg but who ever listened to m
it keeps it just out of reach
oh how i wanna die
give up this futile war
and give into despair
but no love let me do that