My dark, frozen heart.

A rose once blossomed in your light now dead,
the rose which had once represented my heart,
each of its beautiful petals were carved with scars,
time reversed, scars turned to wounds again,
enhancing the blood red colour of my rose,
but the red dint work anymore, my rose turned black,
my now black rose, so magnificent, yet empty and lifeless,
its poisonous aroma absorbed all the darkness inside,
the very darkness I was afraid of, I hid myself in artificial light,
a thing I had been trying to fight ruthlessly, now my only place to reside.

*special thx to @giftedcerealkiller for the beautiful cover!*