Black Rose

This is a poem about my life like always…
The petal from the rose fell to the ground
knowing one day I won’t be around

The rose it was red but then it turned black
from all the love that it lacked

Crying black tear
all through out the year

Wishing I was dead
cause the pain was in my head

On my stone I want it to say
a teen that wasn’t loved, a teen that is now above

Lay the rose across my box
and drop me down with all the dirt and rocks

Remember the day I took my life
and remember I did it with a knife.

Visit my grave any time you fear
but remember its you I don’t want to hear.

By kayla douglas
Published: 5/2/2005 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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