Black Rose

Haunted by fear and haunted by freight 
I'm one to be darkened shadowed by night
I have not much feeling, but my meaning is bigger
For quickly hurt pulled by loves trigger

I show no color to describe my emotion
Rough around the edge from this fire that's smoking
Lost so quickly left alone which stands out
For when pain comes my thorns show no doubt

Its one to be hurt pricked by trails of blood
Not once more dying out unless love comes a flood
I'm seen well at funerals yet not one left to mourn
Yet i'm surrounded by lost ones when irony is born

Smart oh i am but trusting i'm not
Standing is hard to bloom oh war this battle is fought
If dehydration comes i laugh i am stronger
Only hurt by my fight i wont last much longer

Oh how long does it go before i shatter like glass
Pick not so often like a segregated class
Yet i'm endangered to promising ill grow
For i'm the person inside the description of the black rose