• You are as a rose beauty beyond words
    Yet covered in thorns
    Each time I touch you it seems blood must follow
    For knowing
    I can not have something so beautiful
    No matter how much blood is lost

    Though unlike a rose I can never have you
    For unlike a rose you have a mind and soul
    Which makes you unique and priceless in every way
    Even my own death would not buy you

    You would probably not even care
    Or I would be one less pest for you to deal with
    Not that I would ever do anything to hurt you
    Or to annoy you
    But yet I still may
    I don't know
    I think I should just end my life now
    And make peace with my demons
    For they are all I have left.