Black Rose
A field of black roses,
And grey clouds in the sky,
People overdose themselves,
-Wishing they could die.
No light shining through the trees,
No color but black and red,
No emotion running through me,
No thoughts in my head.
A black endless meadow,
Lies in front of me,
I stand in the shadows-
That watch over me.
Little parts of me,
Vanish in the air,
They're swept away from me,
As if they did not care.
Each step I take,
Is on a thorn so sharp-
The feeling cant be fake,
Because its stabbing into my heart.
My eyes are turning dry,
And my feelings are going grey,
I wish not to cry-
But to live another day.
(I don't know who wrote this)
morbid_apathy Community Member 
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