Poems from GothicWitch
This madness stops here,
This world has filled me with fear.
I almost...shed a tear.
The pain...it's shear.
All because you left me here....
The shallow black rose,
Hidden in shadows.
The bloody black rose,
Covered in guilt from the path she chose.
The shy black rose,
For her...
How can we be expected to help each other
When we can not trust one another
For this, that, and the other?
With all the guns and shooting...
What would have happen if he had stayed home?
What if she hadn't ever left?
Would it have ended differently?
What if he wasn't with her?...
Why do you fill the world with so much agony?
Is it because from our greatest tragedy will come our greatest gift?
Why do you take the...