a little dead rose...

Fairly or unfairly,

super or naturally,

Every day they make me believe,

I'm disturb, day, night or eve.

Never fight with me or argue,

Talk to me or not,

Think of me or thought,

Disappointments and disturbance is all I bought. (I guess...)

I'm "the sick-one",

One who's far from "the normalness"

All you did is feed me and caress,

After a little while,

I'll be done.

After a little while,

You don't have to bare this at all,

I’ll be done, I'll be done,

Don’t worry about this "sick" one,

Just forget about me,

Like a little dead rose...

Reviews

[Izabe143]

I love this! It speaks in its own way

[Laminators Dubai]

thank you so much isabella!

[Sami Khalil]

I felt the sadness and depression in this wonderful poem. You portray those feelings so good...:)..............

[Laminators Dubai]

its not just feeling, its my past, my present but i wish its not my future.

thank you as unusually usual ^^

[Sami Khalil]

OK. I understand...You are welcome...:)........................

[Jack...]

Sadness abounds today in your words my friend. At times we all feel like we are nothing more than wilted petals lying on the floor, but truly, you have a gift, you write extremely well, you express your feelings so that we feel them and you are definitely something special. Very well done.

[Laminators Dubai]

Yess, you are right...I guess I should find something that makes me believe I'm special...or just forget about me...

thanks for everything...

[ron]

You are not a little dead rose. You are life and happiness, you make us feel with your words. You are like a rose just starting to bloom.

[Laminators Dubai]

wish I could see that.......haha

[ron]

Well its true glitch.

[Laminators Dubai]

haha.....I guess its funny XD