My Darkest Rose Poem by G J Salgado

Imagining the dragons inside my thoughts
Wondering if the monsters will find me
Begging for the very temptations that I've fought
Violently expelling all the toxins I can't breathe
The darkness followed me I wonder if we'll get caught
My awakening is my own tragedy
Open me up unto the light tell them all what you see
If what you've seen becomes a part of you then it's what's inside of your own thoughts
It is something that is always sold but can never be bought
Waiting for the time to come
It lets me sleep but never wakes me up
Keeps me in between what happened the night before
Haunting me in the same dreams from the previous nights once more
My demons want to come out and play
While the angels escape yet they try to stay
Chasing me throughout the dark each coming to claim me
Who will mark me, who will choose me, bow before me
Who will lay their promises or curses upon me
Who will welcome, pray for, open or shut doors for; who shall torture me
The blood is thick it is inside my skin, on my clothes, and in my hair
The stench of the blackness follows behind me down the stairs
This must be what it's like when these walls come down
What it looks like, what it smells like; I can taste it all around
Can you face it alone; can you feel it as it hovers
Or will your faith chase it away
Keeping it away for another day
Or will you get lost under the covers
As it comes over will you watch it swallow you
Will you become hollow just to find the truth
Watch it rain down in the morning light
Shards of glass fall when the lightning strikes upon the darkest night
Will you be the knight that saves me
Will you be the beast that marks me
Make up your mind and create your new disease
Wake me before I become the newest disguise
The weight on my soul is heavy I'm falling to my knees
I'm the creator of my own demise
Come open me up and take a look inside
See what keeps me and what splits me apart
Look and see what separates me from light and from the dark
See if something still beats within my heart
Is there anything left to light the hidden spark
Tiny raindrops fall upon my head
Burns my skin and tells me I'm not dead
It's spinning around, my face hits the ground, will it trigger the sound
Hear the sounds as it makes me naked under the blood
It marks me as it pours in like a flood
Dripping down, spilling and spoiling what remains
Slices through inside the bullet that splices my brain
I can't remember you; I can't remember anything
I think the dark is getting clearer
But don't look in the mirror
Wait before it pulls the trigger
Be still before it kills her
The rose calls for her beyond the dark but do you know her name
See her inside the glitter from the fame
She takes a photograph of you and puts it in a frame
Is it me or is it you to blame
Are you brave enough to get close to her flame