Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel so torn apart
'Cause of all that's happened.
He's red
His eyes are blue
He hurts you,
But you keep on going back for more.
Her wrists are red
Her hair is blue
They say she's emo
That's why she cuts too.
His life is dark red
His mind is blue
Haunted by everything
Memories captivating his soul.
She is a neon red
So bright and free,
Her lover is a dark blue
Full of emotions and deep despair.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My life ends
And everything is gray.
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Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry
Poetry*Trigger Warning* Suicide, cutting, depression, abuse, self harm, death etc. ~I didn't know happiness as well as I know sorrow ❤️ Stay strong ❤️
