The Black Rose

I'm a rose...
Who's world turns it back
Who's feet are stuck to the earth
Who's petals are black
And who's existence is to give death.

I bloom in midnight
because of my curse
I look around with my eyes of might,
But I don't see any living source.

There's no one like me I'm alone
I'm an outsider to the universe
When will I find the one
That won't make me go reverse.