A rose bleeding
droplets hit the branches,
sounding in an odd rhythm,
solitude screamed
between walls of miseries
to shatter before
blocked from one another.
A salty zephyr touching
rubbing her lips
disturbing glittering glows
looking the pleading expression
dared to reach
in a time of such pain.
Suddenly
gust of wind
began to fade
eyes opening wide
wrapping thorny stems around
wrists until cut, bled,
bloomed darkness
till stopping respiration.
