Poems of a Broken Soul

Every Rose Has it's Thorns

There was a time where the girl gave all her love

Sold her heart, yet that wasn't enough

A fire inside her, burning strong

She was his toy, to string along

Beyond those eyes, lay a delicate Rose

He, her poison, but to stay she chose

Petal by petal, the Rose fell apart

Day by day, he tore open her heart

But never once, did her love waver

No matter the pain, he blindly gave her

For a single kiss, was all it acquired

To realise he was all she'd ever desired

To ever be happy, he was all she'd need

To be with him, she thought was guaranteed

Deceived oh so cruelly, besotted ever so

Truth then revealed, leaving her all alone

For her heart may be his, but his was not hers

Another girls love, was what he preferred

Her heart shattered in pieces, lying everywhere

She regrew her petals, burying her despair

And so, there was a time the girl gave all her love

Heartbroken, she finally knew she had enough

So she revealed a weapon, whilst she was torn

For it is well known...

Every rose has it's thorns.