thorns

In a garden of 

Roses red

And violets blue,

I thought I met the love of my life 

When I met you

A once golden-hour scene that captured the eye,

Transformed into darkness where shadows unfold

As time passed,

And your true colors showed,

It turned out

You were actually a wolf, and

In sheep’s clothes you dressed, 

Wearing wool so soft to the touch

I couldnt get enough

Your kisses, words, and romantic gestures impressed

Little did I know the poison they held

“Once upon a time” 

There is no fairytale here

I simply wanted to be the one you truly held dear

But you turned out to be

A red rose full of thorns,

Drawing blood when I came near

I still feel the wounds where your dagger pricked

Despite my best efforts

My wounds could not be licked

The ghost of you haunts me still

When there once was a time I enjoyed this thrill

Now my mind dances with memories strong

Of all the ways you proved me wrong.