Afraid To Smile

A Poem by Shadow

Something that came out of my head and I couldn't stop writing.

A rose is but a rose
Nothing more than a flower
Just as sweet as it was in an hour
But something that can tower
over the heart and devour
for roses have thorns
and we forget
as time passes we soon regret
so never look at this flower again
to each their own in the end

Hush little baby
don't shed those tears
don't put the blame on me
all in fears
I am not the one
who picked such a disgusting flower
in your decisions you have the power
so become a coward
see if I care
I watch as you shoot a hateful glare

from across the room we crouch
a hating love that will never go out
so here we stay
let the ghosts lay
give up the fight
or give into fright
you will never become better than me
but someday you will wait and see
this power that was inside you...
Inside the rose tree...

So once again the rose that you picked
will create scars where the thorns nicked