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My Name is Rose

December 7, 2016
By SamGalan15 BRONZE, Tiptonville, Tennessee
SamGalan15 BRONZE, Tiptonville, Tennessee
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Favorite Quote:
'Stand for what you believe in, even if that means standing alone.' - Andrew Dennis Biersack


I sit by bedframe, patiently waiting.
You promised you’d stay, but leave me decaying.
The day you met me, perfection passed your eyes.
You admired my vibrant beauty as I stood beneath the skies.
That was then, my love, but now it’s different.
You nurtured me, used to, but now you’re belligerent.
You abandoned me inside your large white walls.
You didn’t place me by your window that way I stood tall.
No, you left me in the bedroom like you did with all the others.
These four white walls painted with lust has me smothered.
Not only my love, but my devoted caretaker.
Or at least you were, now you’re merely a heartbreaker.
You are my sunshine that keeps me stood up, so straight.
You're my water, fertile soil- and that, I appreciate.
Or at least I did. That’s before you stopped providing.
Now you leave me in a dark room without any lighting.
You used to be so grateful that you finally retrieved-
Such a fragile flower that was easy to deceive.
Easy to leave, was it that easy for you?
Maybe you left ‘cause it was your only option of what to do.
Maybe you left because you knew there were things I couldn’t do;




“Just stand there and look pretty,” you said as you drew.
You drew my silhouette while my light-weight petals flew.
I’m getting off of topic. It’s this deja vu.
Because I saw your drawing in the very corner of my view.
It made me think of everything that we used to be.
To a time when you swore, and acted like you were in love with me.
Why can’t we go back to the day I was found?
I was in a perfect place until you plucked me from the ground.
Where I used to be, the sky was not the limit.
I had so many chances, and none of them had you in it.
I don’t hate you and I swear, I never did.
I only wish you had set me by the sun, instead you keep me hid.
I fell madly in love with your sweet, pink lips,
yet you disliked my delicate, soft tulips.
I never knew how much I was starving for food.
Then I tasted your lips, I'm addicted to you.
Never thought you would leave, but you slammed the screen door.
You said you just couldn't take it anymore.
Don't get me wrong, I had no clue what you meant.
For months I wondered what is it, what is it, I just need a hint.
Hatred boiled over as my petals grew flimsy.
I needed you, but you went and left me.
One day I realized exactly what you meant.
Then I fell into pieces of my own regret.
I was impure, tainted, and unclean.
I was too blind to see what you've seen.
You treated me with the most care you could give.
I gave, in return, broken promises and secrets kept hid.
I used to be obsessed with you, every step that you take.
But now I'm alone, you got to do things your way.
My apologies mean nothing, that's why you left so quick.
When you simply hear my name, you probably get sick.
Every rose has its thorn, I guess that's the case.
I understand why you left without a single trace.
My petals are stiff, slowly breaking apart.
You ended up taking a piece of my heart.
Time’s almost up, my life is slowly fading.
So now I'm sitting by this bed frame, patiently waiting.


The author's comments:

This poem is more of a huge metaphor.


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