The Rose

Eyes wide open, yet blind, the word "Forever" uttered
The rose of my reality grew in my glass garden

…Beautiful

Nourished with empty words, I held on for dear life
What did I hold but a delicate reflection of my veracity?

So fragile, with care I took. So fragile, I let it grow
Not to crush, suffocate, by words so sharp,

…Deafening

Heat of passion, cold as Ice, I am frozen in the very place I wish to run
Melting within myself, my rose begins to fade

With dissonant rays of disdain thrust upon it, my rose endured though faint, and weakened.
Lost in Labyrinth, I try run to my glass garden

…Consumed

Empty words of encouragement, feeding, it soaks in.
Starving, petals fall in spite, my rose wilts more

I stare, eyes wide shut, hand upon my breast
In Horror, my soul empty, my heart

…Breaking

I'm forced to see as I strain to hold a lie
This once beautiful rose, a mere illusion, manifestation

The smell once so sweet is now pungent,
Fingers crush, sickening, ugly

…Torture

The pain strikes me, a thorny existence cuts through my skin, a refusal to bleed,
It cuts deeper, I scream

Cracks become visible, tears fall over the dam of my consciousness
Do I dare begin to show release? I do not show pain, show my weakness.

…Drowning

Deserting beauty, pain, shatters; Like fragile glass and dies.
Here in this glass garden I view life, a scene more than reality.

Growing here, perfection, and I am far from perfect,
Far from belonging, far from deserving.

…Searching

Lost, in perfection, a world not of my own.
I reached out to hold, it shatters in my hand

I'm bleeding. I do not belong here.
Blackness fills my eyes. Waking up to

…Imperfection

Dull sun creeps, minutes, hours, years
In the hands of time, it was but yesterday.

In ruins, beauty rests hidden beneath cold glass
Nay untouchable, clarity

…Beckons

Moons ago, by my own admission it shattered, bleeding, these wounds they healed
I am too crippled to move, hindered by tightly bound repair

I stumble and fall, grasping to balance a once strong and formidable palace
Clenched within my hand, the scars they throb as I fall to my knees and beg

…Forgiveness

Grasping for answers, they hold pieces in pale flesh, they wound
Illusions upon the jagged edge reflection understanding

This glass garden, Beauty beheld
So fragile, so delicate yet starved to death by my own empty words

…Hungry

Truth shattered below me
Pieces fell, Pieces pierced, crashing in silence, a seed grounded

Almost impossible, scorching white rain thrust upon dust laden solace
Seeping, engorging, burning flesh and coven

…Rebirth

Flooded by tears my core is inundated, crouched in shadow
Protected by broken pain, the light of discovery glistens through webs of deceit

As I struggle to clear years of neglect, I flourish in darkness
Petals accepting a wounded touch, budding, lifting to be held

…Mellow

Chastised fingers grasp, burrowed deep within soil renewed
Roots take hold of withered soul, protected by contempt

Here, carefully watched with blind eye,
Hidden in plain sight, no one to gaze upon my inner

…Beauty

Verdant but weak, the vines of ‘morrow seek my heart
As tears flow red, bleeding, flushing, coming into its own

Nourished, softly spoken, my garden is alive amongst broken pane
If not a reflective reality, then promise of something beautiful

…Rose