The Rose of Damnation

A rose, petaled;
crimson red.
To entrance the watcher,
unto untold dread.

A thorn with a bite,
of insatiable hunger.
That leads the unwilling,
to the darkness, asunder.

A bounty of death,
and a mass of the dead.
as they leak rainbow ichor,
purple, yellow, and red.

the world is collapsing,
into a thousand pieces.
and yet; another commercial,
for Peanut Butter Reese's.

And as the world dies,
we search the rosetta stone.
to come to the end;
lost, trapped, and alone.

With no place undamaged,
and no soul unscathed.
the places of heaven,
are all but unrazed.

and as the dearkness seeks,
what the shining took.
it comes out of hiding,
from the crannies and nooks.

to best the light,
in its darkest 'our.
the more the dark;
the more the fouler.

and all this transcribed,
from a rose petalled red.
with its biting thorns,
gave humanity dread.