Every Rose Has Its Thorns

Living a life

In black and white

Looking for just

A hint of color

I found the beauty

I craved

In the petals of a rose

I admired her

Slowly drifting closer

I went to pick

The only thing of beauty

And hesitated

For just a second

And if only I'd

Thought just a little longer

For I fell

And the thorns of the rosebush

They ripped me to shreds

The only color left

Was that of my blood

But even that faded

Until I was no longer

Living in a black

And white world

For my tears

Clouded my eyes

Far too much to see

#rose #poetry #pain #love #color