White Carnations

My favorite flowers of all
are white carnations
but they have been stained
deep red with blood
now they look like roses
the beautifulest of all
that is how i feel
now that i dead fall
but roses are not my favorite flowers
they never shall be
i like white carnations
my blood shed on these
in my heart forever
I'll see them and I'll cry
because you killed my carnations
when you let me die
so think of me every day
and cry your eyes out too
and remember my white carnations
i loved them,not you.

~a friend at wits end