Roses are red
Violets are blue
Honey is sweet
And so were you
The light in your eyes
Your smile the sun
The feelings you gave me
When I was your number one
But the roses have wilted
The violets are dead
My hearts still crushed
From the words you said
You left me, used me
Told me pretty little lies
Said that you loved me
So I wouldn't see through the disguise
Fire is red
And flaming hot
Like the burning memories
I never forgot
Bruises are black
Black and blue
Like one forever on my heart
Because of you
Anger is red
Depression is blue
Now I'm purple
A mix of the two
Numb and blue
I wish I was dead
I see your new victim
Now I'm all red
Doors are locked
Razors cut through
All the pain
Reminds me of you
Blood is red
I watch it pour
From my wrist onto the floor.
Roses are dead
Violets are crying
The voices in my head
Telling me to stop trying
Roses were red
Violets were blue
Honey was sweet
And so were you
But the roses are shriveled
The violets aren't blue
The flowers are now gone.
And I will be too
YOU ARE READING
Written Poetry
PoetryStuff I have written, some new some not so new. Some have swear words, some are really depressing and some are happy. Just depends on my mood, and who I am in my current state of mind and such.
