A Rose Begins To Wilt

Wrestling with madness,
Torn apart by guilt,
All the things I'll never be,
A rose begins to wilt.

Smiling is a distant dream,
Cover the truth with this wall I've built,
You can't see what I can see,
A rose begins to wilt.

A haunted glance, a stolen kiss,
Insanity unto reality spilt,
A missing piece, forgotten words,
A rose begins to wilt.