Even while young

Tinged with the death

The death that would haunt me

And plagued my dreams

A rose colored black

Intertwined with my soul

And so I lived my life

In the emptiness that I was

The innocence was lost

And luckily

It was my secret

But the angel wings didn’t hold

And I plummeted

Into the depths of my regret

Into the depths of my shattered dreams

And broken memories