Poems (Raccolta di poesie)

Roses.

Roses.
They're so beautiful, aren't they?
But I still think they're also mortal...
Well... you're a Rose.

So beautiful, unreachable and mortal...

Roses are red, right? Like blood...
Like the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe...
Uhm, It sounds familiar...

Then I've fallen for a lie...
You were never on my side...
And so you went to hell back again.

Listen...
Calm before the storm...
A storm of petals of roses that colours the world red...

Like my blood.
The blood I bled for you.
That my heart lost for your happiness...
Can't you see?
It's your fault...
I love you...
And I'm dying because you've stepped on It.