Story of Life

I have with me a pretty little rose

A sad little story no one knows

Colored in the most darkest black

This pretty little rose has gone far off track

I have with me a piece of life

A pretty picture filled with strife

Filled with emotions and wrapped in guilt

It's fragile soul has started to wilt

I have with me a dying ember

A piece of a puzzle lost forever

It's fire has burned out long ago

It has no more life left to show