The prettiest roses 
have the sharpest thorns
Rest assured if you try to capture me
Oh what marks you shall receive

With luster on my petals
And acid in my core
All alone shall I ever be
For none would DARE touch me.

I shall devour
The world around
And cause you to wither
For Im no precious flower
But still I beckon you, come hither

My petals never fall, 
My leaves always strong
But in the core ever so weak
Will any gardener ever tend me?

Will any happy hands ever stroke my leaves
Would any ever water my soul
And make me feel truly whole
Or would all turn away from me,
At first glance of what I truly be
Would ever you love me for what I really am?
Or is it all in shambles,
Am I fallen to pieces on bloody hands?


For in the end I am a sinner disguised a saint.
A warrior wrapped in a dress
A Venus fly trap
Passed off as a rose.

I'd like to show that I am far different  from any petty face with a pair of legs. 
I am not like any ordinAry sheep.

 I do not follow the flock. 
For simple sheep I am not.
 But a wolf in disguise you see.
I love in selfishness 
All for ME
and none in this world shall see 

The dificulty it takes
To sleep each night and know
That I am all alone
All on my own
For none shall ever love me
The way I dream it to be

For fairy tales are full of shit
Happy endings all a lie

I am a sinner in disguise you see
I Believe myself to be
Above and beyond all the rest
But I'm a simple poison ivy you see
Passed off as a rose,

Poor 
little 
weak me

To hide as something im not, 
to curl up in the guise of a red red rose
And know
I am dead to the world
Dead at my core
A bleeding heart
And bruising eyesore

Will any happy hands ever stroke my leaves
Would any ever water my soul
And make me feel truly whole
Would ever you love me 
For what I truly be
Would any gardener ever tend me?


By me ^


Ps I'll post the freebie winner soon
Just not in a very zen zone ATM