Heart Like a Rose
Heart As A Rose.
My heart was once like a blooming Fragrant rose
Beautiful unpicked
With delicate
Soft petals and folds
But very soon
Cruel hearts
That pretended to care for me
Took my delicate petals away
One by one
Until all the petals had gone
No longer does my heart bloom
No longer unblemished
No sweet fragrance any more
Wounds run deep
That never heel
And left me sore
Only a the thorns remain
That turn inwards
And cause endless pain
The love I once had for myself
Has turned me bitter
And full of anger and hate
I still l love most people but I trust no one
I pray to God he will heal my wounds
And forgive me before it is much too late
I do forgive although sometimes hard
But It's not easy to forget
I just wish them well
But still I nurse my broken heart
For I'm ripped apart.
Peter Dome©2019.
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