The Rose Poem by SC. Crews

The Rose



Thorns prick my skin.
For some reason,
I can't explain
I feel erased
From the moments
I hold so dearly…
I can't seem to remember.
I looked out the window
But nothing came to me.
It's a mystery.
I'm lost.
My life has ticked away..
Goodbye
As the petals fall on the earth.
I Rest In Peace.

Sunday, March 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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