Summer Rose


  • Loss

    Summer Rose

    Summer Rose


    A Love of my own

    A beauty that graced the sky

    My summer rose

    She was an angel that lit up the sky so bright

    That the gods above could see my happiness

    All she wanted was my soul

    A soul filled with scars

    My heart

    A heart so cold and black

    That no rainbow could brighten its gothic colors

    She wanted to spend every once of air

    Every minute of every hour

    Every hour of everyday with me

    She smiled the most beautiful smile

    A smile that melted the pain away

    Every time we kissed it felt like the skies opened for the very first time

    Bringing hope to my soul

    Her eyes were filled with love

    But I could not see it

    For I was bound to my miserable sadness

    My walls blocked me from the world

    She fought so hard to bring them down

    But they made my rose lose her beautiful colors

    Making her as dark as death

    And made me trapped and alone

    My summer rose loved thee so

    But I could not love her

    These walls forced my rose away from me

    I was in love with my sadness and the darkness that surrounded me

    It was because of my disease

    That my summer rose is gone

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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