Red Roses

She lay in a bed of deep red roses
and contemplated her life
how she had been so happy once
and how she was now so sad
how beautiful things
happen when you distance
yourself from
the negative things
but
in reality
that was so much easier said then done

She lay in a bed of deep red roses
and wondered about her life
how she has been so sad she could barley
remember how to smile
and how she was now so numb
how sad things
stay sad if you don't distance
yourself from
the negative things
but
in reality
that was so much easier said then done

she lay in a bed of deep red roses
and she realized she was like the roses all alone
she bleeds the same deep red
she feels the pain like thorns
and now like roses always do
she withered away