Wilted Rose

I'm just not sure what to do anymore.

Petals fall with each passing hour

As my mind continues breaking

These vines wrap ever tighter

The thorns dig in drawing red from my skin

As I scream for help

My voice grows thin

These wounds cage me

Zipping my lips shut with fear

I can’t struggle anymore

Fighting seems pointless

I can no longer break free

From these thought that are killing me