tiffanyroach

young lady holds a black rose in her hands... the woman wearing a black dress little grey hat with black veils covering over her face as she sits in her house alone... laying back on her chair looking up to the selling in her other holds a gun the demon in her says YES... but the angel says NO... Her body fighting over her soul... she looks to the gun aiming it at her chest... while putting the rose softly on the little table next to her chair as she sits like she sleeping... while hands over each other sliding her thumb over the trigger pressing it as a tear runs down her cheek.. as she thinks WHY…

The life of a rose so short but so weak... the petals falls like soft snow falling into the wind. Every petal falling the loss of hope it has for itself as it starts to limp, looking down to the ground wondering will there be hope for it as the air grows colder around it. It starts to shiver. The water giving to it seems not helping... The food making it starves more. The food itself has lost it taste. It limps more as almost all it petals has fallen. The air feels like toxic to it. As it takes it last weary breath it thinks to itself have it gave in to the darkness.

My dear love I will miss your kindness words, I will never forget you. Yes I'm thinking about you. I wished I could just tell u how I really feel.... There's weird I can't explain... Feelings I can't find myself to get out.... I just know u will never know what's on my mind till u pick at me to tell u... It's hard for me to get things out.... When all I do is try.... There is a day I set back and I wonder if this is worth hiding from but, Then I think of you and how much you have already lost. I would never hurt you I know I have you that love me for who I am. I can deal with the pain. I don't know if you knew that I'm a vampire, I