The Black Rose
Her father was known as the weasel, dark, sneaky and a true genius.
Her mother was known as the blossom, strong, hopeful and a true healer.
He was hated for killing and taking lives without a second glance.
She was loved for saving and loving everyone that needs her.
They were worlds apart,
Yet, destiny made sure they met
And fall in love
He became hated even more
For he stole the flower from the leave
But he did no wrong
The blossom became a traitor
For she loved a criminal
But she did no wrong
No wrong in spirit or soul
"Aishiteru"
So together,
They left their world of hatred
Their world of pain and suffering
Their world of losing
…
Years has came and gone
Embraced by warm winds
A little girl sat alone
Her hair was dark like raven
And her eyes green like emerald
Truth is not in her vocabulary
For she was raised by liars
They said, lies are better for her
And deep down, she knew it too
But it never fulfilled her
So she tried her best
To discover her past
And what she found was frightening
No wonder people hated her
They spit on every ground she walks on
Burn every mark she leaves
They hate her for being the
Black Rose
But it is not her fault
So why?
She asked so many times.
Still, she will live on
Wanting to see her parents some day
With that dream in mind
She tried her best at everything
And became a strong kuniochi
People began to fear
What if she rebel?
She can kill us with the blink of an eye
We must destroy her first
But words travel fast
She knew everything
So out of fear,
She killed the people around her
She fled, hoping to survive
Her fear was seen as
Betrayal
The people wanted her blood
To see her dead
Was their only relief
With monster chasing her
Would her parents come back?
To make sure she is safe?
Or would her
Be the one to change her own destiny?