Petrified Rose

January 1, 2010
By irenerose PLATINUM, Lawton, Oklahoma
irenerose PLATINUM, Lawton, Oklahoma
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Favorite Quote:
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter." -Martin Luther King Jr.


Ashes cover me as I lay here,
frozen,
trying not to move,
petrified,
stone.
My soul bleeds,
but turns to golden dust,
whispering as it fades into the wind.
Slowly, my body sinks into the Earth,
turning into the ashes it blends with,
disapearing from view.
Tears slide down,
but are blown away,
into the air they return,
mixing with the shadows.
Petals, torn from their thorny stems, float up into the smoke.
But I am frozen,
I must remain here,
alone,
frozen among the cold stones,
glittering in their dust,
a petrified rose,
for evermore.


The author's comments:
when we give up hope, we give up EVERYTHING.

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