the rose garden

"the rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together"-saadi

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a kaleidoscope of light and dark; the echo of a slowly fading heartbeat. body weightless, slowly sinking out of the sound. time was non existent now. unredeemable. i remembered the feeling of the roses on my fingertips, the flashing of her violet eyes. she danced, showed me the tranquil meaning of life through the beating of the music. a loud laugh echoing in an empty auditorium, white teeth shining bright. she was the colour in my kaleidoscopic life which consisted of only shades of black and white. I never thought I would be the one to leave her in the end. hands wrapped around my neck, robbing me of the life I only truly started living. the roots of trees pulling me away from my smile which I had only just become familiar with. the ghastly lungs of cancer stealing my breath. time slipping from my frail fingers, slamming the doors I never did open, closing off the path I never took. all remaining possibilities disappearing into the air which I could no longer breathe. existence only possible in a world of speculation. flowers in my hair and a body fading to dust. vines grasping my arms, into the rose garden.

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