Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

I'm in repose
As I decompose
This is the stairway 
that I chose to climb
The doorway behind me has been closed

I silently implode
As I start to erode
This is the path that leads
to the road of my time
My body slowly starts to corrode

I am composed
of a withered red rose
Cut me and see
my blood does not flow anymore
It's peaceful, I suppose

I am exposed
The roots begin to grow 
It's just the way 
the vine chooses to go
I'm sure, but then
I never really know