a r c a n e [Poems]

roses

The petals of a rose a bit like my sanity
with each falling petal a bit of it dying

So pretty at first when you stare at the red wine bleached roses then you look back a second later and see that the petals have turned black and everything has gone dark

Having you question what you did
Have you wondering what happened
and how it went wrong so quickly

The sleepless nights sitting up crying
wondering what you did wrong
And how it went wrong so fast

I guess I'll never know and maybe I'll just have to buy a new rose, a fake rose

No it's not the same but it's better then the questions that come with being rose-less