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Rose Petals


Rose petals drift down and settle on the debris They caress the remains of my most precious things Another blackout and I may destroy myself I locked me up in this room To witness the evidence of my own strength Rain has soaked the ground And the breeze carried the storm Just like your anger fed my breakdown She closes her eyes and waits for sleep Her mind won't let go of thoughts All she wishes for is a break from the chaos Because there's too much drama There's trouble and she's waist deep Electricity runs through her veins At almost a million watts There's not a single promise she can keep Daggers fall behind closed doors And into my head they will bore For not only hours or days on end They last for almost a decade Until my broken spirit fades And my mutilated body falls to the floor She's letting it get to her again She's letting it crack open her skull Rose petals fall on everything she believed Her bright eyes have begun to dull As she sorts through all the debris But nothing is worth salvaging
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