Your Rose

I'm slowly fading, slowly wasting away,
My mind is in disarry.
Imiages of you haunt my dreams, and torment me even as I wake.
There's nothing left in me that you didn't break.
You were all that had ever been really mine,
Now watch your rose wither away and slowly decline.
My infected wounds will never heal,
But it's alright because you took away my ability to feel.
My broken heart will never mend,
And my mind still cannot comprehend.
You left me in confusion,
I would like to believe that it had all been an illusion.
Your rose is drying and turning into dust.
Don't you think that what you did to me was unjust?
I'm shattered and torn,
Because to you, I am no longer your rose, I am your thorn...