Rose

A beautiful flower Yet thorns razor sharp Do not touch It will wrap around your hand, your arm, your heart It will suffocate till you see stars I walk through the trees searching for release a lake of hurt a tall drop Is that all I've got? a rose bush to sink into I stop and stare I see you just there wavering in the air I turn and run not caring if I hit someone No caring If I hurt someone, I search for a beautiful flower with razor sharp thorns to wrap around my throat as to forget of how I hurt him most