The Amber Rose
I am the amber-colored rose.
The fire has come to consume me. I am the discarded petal lying in the soft, green grass. Love me for who I am, or hate me for who I love.
Destroy this physical manifestation of my soul, my spirit...
I am the spoken truth. I am the heartache that flies unto those who care.
I am the desert.
I am war.
I am the bloodshed that visits this forsaken land.
Peace is not a fickle thing.
Show me how it can be. Desolation is not the true answer to the sands of eternity.
Give me the true rebirth of myself, and let me seek my inner being.
Pain is nothing next to this travesty.
Please give me the key to my door.
No more tears.
Dear one, please return.
Show me how you ended.
Show me that you love me
and that you won't give in
to the darkness.
Dangerous are these paths I tread,
a walk alone amongst the dead.
Believe in me as you once did.
Shed all the tears on me, I bid.
I have experienced trial by fire.
As far as you would even know, I have.
Why tell you these things?
Why give you a chance to bring chaos into my core.
I say to thee...