Grey roses in my mind..
fulfills the darkness, making me blind.
Grey roses in my head
Slowly kills me till I'm dead.
Sadness, crying, every tear..
The feeling of loneliness, the feeling of fear.
Grey roses can't be erased
And my soul will never be pleased.
Torns and pricks, roses are..
And what once was, is now so far.
Friends who was there for me day after day,
Now when I need them they just turn away.
Grey roses filling my brain.
And all is just silence, driving me insane.
Guys will use you, dump you, forget you.
and later they'll act like they never have met you.
This Grey roses will grow dark.
they will follow my life-boat just like a shark.
To at least become black is the Grey roses faith.
and when they are, it will all be too late.
This blue eyes have seen too much.
And it's too many memories that can't be touched.
This big pain sinks all too deep.
Like the mare you have in your sleep.
Only roses in my head.
And when they grow, they're driving me mad.
Black roses will soon be made.
Before it's too late, I will need them to fade.
A last long scream I'll end it now.
And hearing my applause as I do my bow.
The Grey have turned black and makes memories flash..
To pay for your lies and lifetime in cash.
Too long evenings with a heart full of hate.
Only I know that it now is too late.
A knife on the wrist.
A floor full of blood..
And the only proof is your pic
in the mudd.
The mudd was there long before we met
The pic is what I have to forget.
you know I am right saying we were meant to be..
But you should have known better than to lean you on me.
The end of this poem you now will have to meet.
I will choose all my memories and click delete.
