Blooming rose
“I see ya placing those nails down, hoping I step on them when I’m not looking, but I wait to see if you get hooked in, make me a nail of beds so I can lay on my back and have your vengeance carry me, no words need spoken, every body knows your broken, crooked eyes with a straight smile, sorry honey that’s not my style. Soldiers don’t leak their way out, silent redemption.
This mine no longer holds gold,
You took it all with you blooming rose, and those that grow in darkness, look strong and brilliant, but the darkness within searches, seeks an escape, eventually a rose will break. Perhaps fate, perhaps for your own sake. Everybody knows your broken, crooked eyes with a straight smile, it’s only a matter of while. Blooming rose, your going to explode, let it go, we can hold onto the gold and make a brilliant home, a sun for your soul.
This has been my goal for the last 6 months!!!
