The burning rose (Completed)

To be or not to be: That's the question

I wander around
on the enormous sea shore,
In the quest for the answers
In the deep blue sea.

I would find the answer to all my questions in those waters
recited the old tales,
So did the great philosophers.

Engraved the question on the rocks,
The bright sun left the marks
on my skin,
Roasting the soft, fine sand,
Leaving my sole red
But still not ready
to dive in.

One fine day,
I let my body in.
In the sea full of
thoughts and emotions,
The surface of the water was
cold yet comfortable,
But it didn't answer.

I swam deeper
to fetch my curiosity,
It answered the questions
I never asked for,
My curiosity grew
And oathed to touch the bed.

Dark and shady,
Squeezing my body deep down,
A huge rock of mistakes
broke my crown.

I bled tons and tons
Unconscious on the bed
And I got an answer to
My simple question.