Red Rose to Black (Revised)

by Bryce Ellner   Oct 11, 2004


There's still one thing left to forget
A feeling locked deep inside
What I thought was finally gone
Was only hidden from my sight.

Here I was thinking I was happy
So very near to serenity
But in an instant, the shroud fell
And I could feel that feeling ripped from me.

I feel like only a broken shell
Fingers that have forgotten how to feel
Crying invisible tears I wish I had
And an unbeating heart as cold as steel.

I'm tired of now knowing
Whether I'm ready to live or die
I'm tired of always wondering
What I was never told 'why'.

Death's eyeless sockets are watching
From atop his skeletal steed
Holding his scythe, poised to strike
Waiting for this soul to bleed.

Is this what people mean
When they talk about Hell?
Is this to what Lucifer was damned
When he lost his wings and fell?

Am I really so different
To not be acknowledged that I exist?
To have my one feeling of happiness (no matter how fake)
Turned into an empty, sorrowful rift?

The time has come to choose
If this lie I live deserves to die.
May I be rid of this hole in my heart
And my one last breath echos "Goodbye..."

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  • 19 years ago

    by bianca

    "Am I really so different
    To not be acknowledged that I exist?"
    Great lines. They really make me question why you have to be the same to fit in and be noticed, but ur acknowledged, by many.... well by me atleast.
    love ya'lls
    PK

  • 20 years ago

    by Bryce Ellner

    Heh, thank you ^_^

    --Bryce~

  • 20 years ago

    by vanessarrr

    i (unfortunately) didn't get the chance to read the original version but based on Mario's comments, it seems like you've improved quite a bit and your happy about it. i liked how you question the readers. i particularly love the ending. it's deep... great poem.

    p.s. 4th stanza, last line: is that supposed to be "WHY I was never told why?"

  • 20 years ago

    by Bryce Ellner

    Thanks you guys for commenting. Out of all the poems I've ever written, this ones my personal favorite, not because its dark, but because like I've said, it gives the feeling that each time I read it, it feels like it gets better and better. I think I'll name this poem my Teenage Years' Best Poem being as though I turn 18 in less than a year now.

    --Bryce~

  • 20 years ago

    by Luvmeluvr

    This is a very powerful and deep poem. I agree that it would get better and better each time you read it. I love it. Nice job.

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