Withering Rose
I was once that little girl,
with her laughing lips
and joyful eyes.
I was once that innocent girl,
waiting to be swept off her feet,
by her prince or her pauper.
Waiting for love to come her way.
But all I got was you,
with your charm and boyish smiles.
My life was once a symphony,
a technicolour dream.
With summer, spring,
autumn and winter.
Til you came
and engulfed me in your chaos.
My life became a whirlwind of colours.
You promised me paradise
and whisked me away
into the dark night.
And I wonder,
did you even love me?
Now I'm trapped.
Trapped in this cage of paradise.
The cycle of seasons
now a never ending winter.
Dreams, shattered.
Heart, broken.
Love, gone.
You destroyed me.
I'm just a shadow,
An echo of a girl
With hopes and dreams.
I live in a cold nightmare,
Interrupted only by your visits,
Like bittersweet sinful christmases.
They keep me alive,
And hold me down.
They arouse me
From my timeless slumber,
Arouse the shreds of love,
Arouse the ocean of rage.
A new wave taking over me
With every passing second.
I give in to you
To what I need,
To what you want,
To what I've become.
Your empty words
And soft caresses
bite into me
like shards of glass,
sweet and painful.
I cling to life now,
my only hopes and dreams
sweet revenge and escape.
But the dreams
will remain dreams
for I know that without you
my world would stop spinning
Without you
I would let go of these
shreds of sanity I'm holding onto
Without you
Life would cease to
have a purpose.
AN: I don't mean any offence with the 'sinful christmases' bit, it just went well with the picture I was painting. So, what do you think? Review please!