Withering Rose

by Mandy   Jun 20, 2007


Not a smile on her face
She feels so alone
No friends to talk to
To the world, she's unknown.

No one who goes through
The same things that she does
Not knowing who she is
Never knowing who she was.

No one who ever wondered
What's hidden under her clothes
Or the fact that inside
She's just a withering rose.

A beautiful body
Covered in bruises
No one asks questions
So she's through with excuses.

Still searching for answers
And the purpose of her life
But never really expecting
To be best friends with a knife.

* i wrote this last night.it's not the best. but plz rate and comment. i would really appreciate it. and i will return the favor.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Pink Butterfly

    Sad poem...but lovely!!! I hope you'll find yourself soon. I believe you are a wonderful person. Count on God! God bless you!!!

    -Pink Butterfly-

  • 17 years ago

    by Fiend in the Iron Maiden

    I really liked it, good flow, one of the best I read today ^^ no joke

    5/5

    ^.^ great job keep up the work

  • 17 years ago

    by Aubrey

    I hope im not getting on your nerves by commenting but you write some great stuff. 5/5 again :]

  • 17 years ago

    by Sara

    Wow that was really great!!... the last line had so much emotion in it

    No one who goes through
    The same things that she does
    Not knowing who she is
    Never knowing who she was.

    ^i loved that part!... you're a really great writer... keep up the great work!... 5/5 from me, and thank you for the comment!

  • 17 years ago

    by Beautiful Disaster

    Great poem
    i loved it
    5/5

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