Rose

 
If I gave you a rose bud
Would you hold it until it blooms?
Would you keep it until it withers?
Wilts, hangs, or would you crush it within a book?
So you could easily turn back to the memory
Recall that chapter of our life
When I gave you a rose bud

Did I tear enough of me away
To feed the soil beneath
Did you watch it decay?
Roots take hold, become one with the trees
In safe place we spent our days
Bathed in rain clouds who block out the suns rays
I now rest beneath the waves
Levis broke behind eyes and I choke on the knot
You placed in my throat

And I still gave you a rose...
I plucked the thorns away
I've paid the price in so many ways
I count the days spent digging this grave
I lie awake at night to torture myself
Recounting mistakes left in your wake
I count each moment until I break
Down
Become one with the trees
Fed to the earth for what I chose
Becoming the rose...
Part of the cycle to fuel the growth
Of no ashes, no bird arose
Cast aside, a wilting rose
I ask this once...
Did you see a bloom?
Did you ever see...?
Did you...