Black Rose Stained Red

Love is my worst enemy
Darkness within identity
Changes with no promises
Your eyes they rage ominous
A black rose among red
You don't eat when others get fed
You don't get water, you shed
All the truth that you have said
No one believes you, they all just avoid
Crumbling down an endless void
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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May 23, 2017 at 8:36 PM
Kevin..your poem is so powerful. I read 10 times and still could not reach its depth. Do you mind telling us what inspired you to write this poem.. >7. well come to Poetry friend.
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May 24, 2017 at 3:34 AM
Though I don't really like romanticizing depression like that, but for poetry, it works really well.
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May 24, 2017 at 3:33 AM
No, I don't mind. I am posting my poems in order of appearance, leaving out a few containing sexual content of course. I remember thinking about love alot, as I was single at the time I wrote this. I also felt pity for the beautiful soul that suffer from the hell we call depression. They are all very beautiful, but they don't see that, and because they are sad, and because roses are generally beautiful, I referred to them as 'Black Roses'.
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