His feeling

Sometimes he feels it
The feeling of living in a dead roots of a broken rose
The feeling of regretting every moment that went by
Sometimes he feels it
wondering all night long why
He wont scream
He wont smile
He wont let the pain explain why?
The torn of a broken rose has spoken
I just wish i could bleed too
to feel th epain
and make the joy.

Dedicated to Acton :)