Roses Are Black

Lyrics

In my world

Roses aren’t red

Violets aren’t blue

No longer know love, because my twin, they slew

Never can I forget

But remember

That bloody December

I swallowed the ink

From the madness of my pen

Suffocated my pain in a bath of white pills

Letting music be my suicide

As I broke away from my being

Becoming something new

Afraid of myself

Lost in my hatred and anger filled vices

Abused from a mental break down

Although this moment of my life is stained with blood

So will the song pages be stained with ink

My heart though blackened, hints sparks of hopeful links . . .

*

{Chorus}

Hark Dark angels

Shadows dancing on my walls

Eyes diluted with hallucinations beams

Remember, remember my bloody December

Where near the ashen fireplace cried mother

Crocodile tears, and spiked hearts

A picture is worth a thousand words

A broken moment worth a thousand heartaches

Remember, Remember my bloody December

Where New Years eve

Was where we would grieve

Mother placing her tears in a pot of dirt

She said it grow my dear it will grow

From our pain and hurt it will grow

It will grow

Remember, remember my bloody December

Where through the dirt broke a fragile life

A single black rose

That mother said would grow, would grow

So remember every December

That black rose will grow

It will grow

And grow

Letting us know

That from the dark something beautiful glows

*

Roses are black

Greed is green

Just like the revenge in my heart that seeds

I will forgive but I will never forget

The hatred for such actions I will never regret

Black petals of each rose bloom

Pasted to my notebook, to evaporate my inner gloom

The piano voices sings

The mouth plays its out of tune keys

Because I will sing and sing

Until my victory bell rings

*

{Hook}

Remember, remember my bloody December

Forever and ever engraved in the limber

The grave still shines

The hate still vines

But deep inside

I’ve become more alive

The rose may be black

Flaunting its thorns

But never forlorn

Only beautiful

Beautiful

Like your smile

Lost in a cloudy wile

Up in the sky

*

[Aperi spiritu alis

Fuge, fuge, o fuge

Sicut fatuo

De fractos lullaby

Open your spirit wings

Fly, fly, fly

Just like the wisp

Of my broken lullaby]

Sis tu diligere

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a very dark song...sounds like something Plath would write or maybe Sexton, if they did write songs...

and Randall Jarrell or John berryman playing guitar...

well done...

[BloodySkye]

Oh wow thanks Jacob I appreciate those words.