Rosētum

Rose.

You were like an alluring rose, it's petals, as red as freshly grown cherries.

Droplets of rain fell upon your petals ever so gently, while you grew even more enchanting than you were before.

I couldn't resist your devlish charms, I approched you with the desire to smell just a bit of your fragrance.

You looked so innocent and resplendent.

So I approach you,

I take in your lovely smell, too lovely, too much.

Your bewitching smell turns into toxic poison that overcomes my lungs and tears it apart furiously.

I struggle to breathe as the toxins fill my lungs even more.

I fall apart and everything in my body feels numb.

Your scent still lingers, how it was once so alluring, how it was once so sweet, how it tricked me into your toxic den.

But as my body lies on the floor, nothing but a toxic piece of waste, heart so damaged , eyes shedding their last tears.

I realize you never did.