Chapter 1 - painful heart is a bleeding rose

painful heart is a bleeding rose...

theres something inside of me that burns my soul
darkness is near
wounds so deep no one can ever see
a broken heart
scars and wounds too deep to bear
i cant find my self again
i felt this way before
the kinfe has tasted my blood once more
these wounds will never heal
blood is on the kinfe
it bears my hands
i am stained
these are wounds i give myself
its hauting..
im scared...
what ....what will become of me?..
these things i feel...are they true?..
im so lost..
find me...who ever you may be..
fear has come again.. im shaking
darkness is consuming me
i cant control it any more..
i..
i ...i feel it slipping..
..please.....
..i dont want to bleed from my heart anymore...
..painful heart...they bleed me as i where roses to them...

...and they silt my throat with its thorns..
where are you?....my bleeding rose...


the white roses of this world are beautiful
red..
the colour of pain..
love..
passion..
will these roses never know true beauty from this colour?
my blood stains and turns the white roses red
for you i would drain myself so every rose would have as much beauty as you
they will be but a bleeding rose
i am but their creator
watch
as i show you the beauty of a bleeding rose
from my painful heart...

bleeding rose...

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