Rose...

They gave her a box. Surprised, she opened it carefully.
Inside it there was a just a rose, a red rose.
Who would have given that box?
A clue would be found, as she touched a small note.

It was just a piece of white paper, but strong letters made it very attractive.


She started to read it, and when the first phrase was over,
a tear fell from her eye, and she knew he was dead, her dear lover.

No tears would bring him back, she knew that.
So the rose gave her the thorns, and her skin got red.
The violent feeling growing and growing without an end.
She had a beast inside to be fed
Never satisfied, she didn’t stop hurting herself, until she was dead.