Hollow little Rose

Authors note. Sorry its kind of messy. Just something on my mind that I wrote. Never actually published any of my writing.. so feedback? Thank you. Xxx Rykirr

There alone, the single rose lies.

Does it know who are the allies?

Trust is such a funny thing.

Does it know all the hurt it brings?

Truth hurts, sometimes kills.

Is that why we lie, because we know how it feels?

To lose, to break, to drown in darkness.

Surrounded by complete blackness.

Lost, no more light.

Is it even worth it to fight?

No more meaning, no longer even living.

Some say its alive, but who is to say what dead or alive?

After all you can be living, but dead on the inside.

How long since it died?

Could you saved it if you had tried?

No longer anything but something pretty to look at, like a picture.

It's now hollow, nothing, dead.

Just a pretty little rose lying alone forever.