The wind swooshed these sleeping trees all around me. Waking up the birds, started to fly and gather at my side.
Eyeing me with pitiness in their sharp eyes. From afar, people looked at me like I'm on weeds.
No one, no one cared. They didn't stopped me, neither said some helping words to keep me off this rail.
Then I heard the sound, the sound I've been waiting for. It's about to close.
HONK!
Now here I am, lying at here lifelessly. Bloods splattered around and absorbing into the snow.
Finally, my lips curved at this terrible sight of me. I smiled for such a long time.
I'm happy that everyone is staring at me right now. Yes, they cared about me.
But then my eyelids were getting heavier. The time was about to come.
And take me to a new place, hidden from this cruel world, nasty sins and a perplexing love story.
I slept
and not waking up again.
I'm a rose now
smells sweet but actually dying inside
who shone at night
and burnt in light
Roses
Rozes
YOU ARE READING
Rozés
Poetry- love; there were no second chances, but if you do; you're lucky status : [COMPLETED]
