My palms bleed from this rose you gave me
I couldn’t feel the pain for I am mesmerized by its beauty
I held it tight, not wanting to let go
You’ll soon see this blood stains and soon you will save me

But decades passed,
Hundred times you walked by,
Million times, I’ve cried for you.
But not once did you stayed and look through
This blood is wasted, dried up beneath my feet
These thorns stayed hidden within my grip
Every second of the clock, they sting, they hurt
My eyes are restless, but tears are translucent
I cried and cried but not a single sympathy

You gave me a rose, asked me to appreciate it
But now it burns from this glare I’m giving
From red to grey… ashes are all that is left
They burned me as well, I never did let go
Nothing is left of me
Because of this rose you’ve given me