Road of roses

Long road of roses.....
some black... others gray....
the day is gray
and my world is going out today.....
roses red
day dead.....
no cars go bye
they have all died.....
souls walking...
and crossing their last road...
the day is ghostly...
not even one soul.....
its empty...
just full of roses....
some for deaths...
others for marriage
and very few for love......
some dark...
other bright...
roses that are just.....
to unexplainable...
you may have love outside
but in the center core......
there are no feelings
just a cover...
in those other black roses.....
these hate all outside...
and love is inside....
and in thous other grey roses.....
there is nothing inside
nor outside...
they are dull.....
like some peoples feelings......
why do people have so many coats....
i wonder why.....
in a guy or in a woman...
they have to faces....
one eye to eye
and another to lie......
but not all is like that...
some have feelings...
some cry
some feel they die...
others love...
and sadly others hate....
but this brings no fate.....
this rode of roses
is so unexplainable
it has so many faces....
and all roses on the side...
one rode is inside...
no one knows were it goes...
but if you have the courage...
go through this road....
and go were ever it goes....
for you don't know....
it may bring love...and great times...
it may bring hate.... and bad times..
unknown rode of roses....
were do you go...
i really want to know...
day gray...
no colors...
just roses... of many colorers
rode gray
i will see you go in to the unknown......