roses are red,
violets are blue,
my tears shed,
it's because of you.
roses then withered,
and my heart went blue,
you never existed,
none of it was true.
YOU ARE READING
Silent Screams
Poetry•Compilation of Poems• Hear the agony of a shattered heart, The beauty of pain in the form of an art. Let me tell you about my shattered dreams, And how I battle with my mind's silent screams.
F I C T I O N A L
roses are red,
violets are blue,
my tears shed,
it's because of you.
roses then withered,
and my heart went blue,
you never existed,
none of it was true.
