Balled Of A Rose

By , bronx, NY
suffocating in my darkness
drowning in my tears
i am sick and tired
of being controlled by my fears

waiting in line
for my life to begin
it has been so long
i am 14 years in

so sweet yet with thorns
this is the ballad of a rose
a flower so beautiful
but this is not the path i chose

it was chosen for me
i had no choice
it was chosen for me
i had no voice





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sarah.xx said...
Aug. 18, 2011 at 5:08 am
i really love this poem, it has great imagery!
 
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