Bloody Rose

A petal falls, and hits the ground.

Leaf, by leaf, by leaf.

As the blood drips from this Bleeding Rose, I wander what'll happen next.

This bleeding rose, shuts her ears to block out any sounds.

Another petal hit the ground and the blood crashed onto the concrete!

Slipping silently through every crack, exploring the city for itself.

Getting to a stop, the blood returns to my Rose and there you've made a Bloody Rose.

                                                                                  - Angel B.