The withered rose

Until my eyes close to a permanent sleep
Let him not judge me for I am weak.
I have found a place were he can not peek
The darkest caves where no lights leap.

Let the bleed from my veins flow in the river,
Let him know I have not won.
Bring no temper my life is done
The rose that once was bloom now has withered.

The dangers found within nature.
Now I see that life is unfair.
How much hurting can I bare?
No one here to guide me or be my teacher,

Now I pick my grave to lay
Never dream that I would have cancer.
Why me he dose not answer
Why suffer and wait my last days.

When I have a gun to end it all the easy way
So I leave his house one last time.
I strike the trigger the fall of a dime
No more time to live or pray.

Soon I’ll face judgment day
I’m alone and afraid of what god might say.
I stare up at the white roses and
Say goodbye to the world as my coffin closes.
By Serenity