roses

she made a world out of sunlit coffee cups and color-stained window pane

an outsider lost in roads without dead ends under the silence of the night

i knelt before her castle walls as my city drowned in rivers of endless rain

she wanted roses in a world of black and white, her smile slitting my vein,

painting with blood, i watched as he gave her one fabricated by kryptonite

she made a world out of sunlit coffee cups and color-stained window pane

withered petals dripping in cold blood, thorns kissed my wrists in a chain

draining me of my sins, a labyrinth with no escape in this unceasing fight

i knelt before her castle walls as my city drowned in rivers of endless rain

red as roses and blood, my heart sank amidst shadows like a paper plane

her perfume his cologne blended in her breath in the middle of the night

she made a world out of sunlit coffee cups and color-stained window pane

torn apart the nectary petals of a rose, poetry’s equivalence to going insane

hearts don’t bloom in the dark, no world beyond the universe of her light

i knelt before her castle walls as my city drowned in rivers of endless rain

her voice cutting my skin, i felt everything in the absence of unruly pain

buried under a field of thorny roses, i don’t think i’ll make it out tonight

she made a world out of sunlit coffee cups and color-stained window pane

i knelt before her castle walls as my city drowned in rivers of endless rain

- deathetix