ROSES AND THORNS

You know
Sometimes you just can’t tell
What is it going to turn out to be?
Is it going to be as you imagined?
Or are you going to close another chapter?

That’s what it’s like when you decide to go again
When you become committed to something
To work, school, family, goals…
A lover
What is meant to be?

And offcourse it starts to look like a bed of roses
And everything seems fine
But the thorns never truly hide for long
Or do they?
Regardless, they will be out in no time

And no thorn is as painful as that in your flesh
It hunts you like a nightmare
At every sight of what could have been
And the shrilling scream held back
The tears accumulated to a drop

And even when it seems you’ve moved on
You never have
Until you pull out what is stuck under your skin
If you are able to
Or you learn how to live with it

Oh, how the roses you once bought
Once were a gift and a romantic gesture
Has turned around to tear your skin
To bring you a tear
I know this because now I understand

It seems so easy for them
And so impossible for you
Across they smile to another
And you are torn and tormented by memories
I know

Truth is this won’t be the last time
As it wasn’t the first
So brace yourself
Cause it will hurt more with time
Again, I know.

©King Mheks

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