Tragic up heaves
slipping into black
tossing turning
cannot sleep
hearing whispers
only feeling
gruesome nature
all around
sickened by your trust
nothing left to see
the candle flickers out
adrenaline powering
screaming in your head
you silence it
turn your soul toward me
see this violent rose
the thorn stabs you
the scent eludes you
you bleed from flesh & bone
and slowly swirling away
your tears,
in which you drown
are black and quick
leave this place
but don't forget
that violent rose.
