Black Roses

by Little Dot   Jun 29, 2006


Black roses sitting on my nightstand
Slowly wilting to nothing
Along with my heart

These black roses
Never knew they would be
My goodbye present

He left a note along side the bouquet
He told me our love was through
He was only playing a game

My poor heart meant nothing
Not to him, not to his hidden girlfriend
They kept their secret for so long

Sneaking around behind my back
They had their secret
They played their games

It is all over with us now
But still, he wants to be friends
I do not understand it all

He says he was playing a game
With my now broken heart
Yet, he still wants to remain close

He cheated on me, with my best friend
He says he still loves me
But I know it is just a lie

I do not care anymore
I will play along with this little charade
He can have his fun for now

In the end I will be victorious
He can play games, but I will play mine
Just wait and see what happens next

He broke my heart
I will break his neck
As I tell him thanks for the roses

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  • 17 years ago

    by Avrii Monrielle

    Aww. i hope u feel better ~ pm me if u need anything !

  • 17 years ago

    by Momentary Relapse

    A cool heart break poem. I really loved the line

    "I will break his neck"

    It shows-in a way-that even though someone's playing along they will get even when they can. Loved the dark atmosphere and all. Really cool write for it's dark/sad content.
    ~Faith

  • 17 years ago

    by Arcane Blondie

    Amazing poem! It was written really well and it keeps the readers attention the whole way through--- My favorite stanza is the last one:

    "He broke my heart
    I will break his neck
    As I tell him thanks for the roses"

    It shows how angry you are after the rest of the poem is more based on sadness and not trusting anymore--

    Great write! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Truest Lies

    That was infinitely cruel of him!
    Ah well, no one respects love anymore. I noticed that your poems basically on't rhyme, but they sound great anyway. Dark, blunt, and emotional. Very good!

    //T.L.//

  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    I loved the idea of black roses. It signals death, or dying. Which already gave it a haunting dark image. Then making it a present for someone else, wow. Hmm, a heart break and then she snaps. This is a really good poem , a really cool story with really good images. Well, haunting images! Ouch!.. getting cheated on with the best friend, I can see the reason for this poem. So sorry. Great write though, I hope it didn't really happen!..