DENIAL IN THE FORM OF A BURNING ROSE

I will fall, helpless, against a society divided.

I'll lose myself in your eyes hoping you've decided.

I scrape my hands, bleeding out in hopes you'll save me.

I stitch myself knowing you won't be there to set me free.

Don't you see what I'm becoming?

I hope and pray for that rainy day.

Isn't this so unbecoming?

I left with just my heart, burning in dismay.

I hope to sink without remorse, knowing everything is fine. 

I'll watch my hope fail, shattered by your decline. 

I broke myself, severed everything designed by you.

I watched you turn, fleeing, fading far from my own view.

Save the clouds for a rainy day.

I'm tangled in my own dismay.