Petals Of A Rose Poem by Sarah Pesta

Seven petals falling from a rose
One tear dropp on each of the petals
Watching the hatred as it soon grows
The first three petals meant trust to me
Soon that trust came crashing to an end
One of the last things I'll never want to see again
Three more petals in the form of love
Slowly dying and drifting away now
My answers for help aren't coming from above
My last petal is the end to it all
Wilting and shriveling to the ground
My once perfect rose finished it's fall