Love Poem: The Bleeding Rose
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Written by: Queen Mcnair

The Bleeding Rose

"The Bleeding Rose" 


A rose so beautiful with crimson lips

Slain by pain, and drowned by drops of rain that drips

Into the stem that locks in venom,

Stunting her growth 

Staggering strength and thorns that grip

The hands that touch her tips

                        They Bleed

Her petals needing to be caressed

      But her thorns are sharp and continue to cut

Deep inside her gut lies a love that lost its luster

                     A heart like steal but cannot be stolen

Shattered,

            Battered,

                            Cracked,

                                                Broken,

Nothing poetic about the process

   And words go unspoken so nothing is heard

                        Yet, her heart is silenced in Spoken Word

She suffocates as she tries to break free

    She can't breathe 

She searches for an air that taints her lungs

          Skies remain unclear and it feels like her spirit's been hung

What a death to die

     Too many times they've tried to tackle the thing that makes it tougher than tar

A prisoner chained, gagged, and mocked behind bars

         She cuts herself over again to escape the pain

And bleeds in the battle of shame

           Once again the rose is clipped 

She is tormented by mind games

And wishes she never knew his name

        But she knows,

And still 

her stem grows

             So close…

She starts to bloom

But the water drowns her at the roots

And once again it's too late and her petals begin to close