The rose on my heart wilts with my sorrow.
Forever fading black
It wilts and wilts without end
He hurt me so much as if he didn't even care
His eyes were hard, his voice was cold
His words of love will never unfold
I shake with fierce crying on the cold dirt ground
My heart makes a loud and unsteady pound
Why did he leave me why did he go?
Did he not love me at all?
I cry and cry it has no end
I feel numb inside
No music can sooth my ear no story amongst pages can make me smile
I hate this feeling but can't let go
And all I feel is grievance and woe
Isabella Swan