Tuesday, June 12, 2007

delicate and tender

I am a rose.
Delicate and tender.
Deep and special.
Many facets.
Many faces.

Tear away what I am not.
The hard cold coat that I carry,
Is not me.
I am hiding beneath it from years ago.

And since then I have let myself go.
Mentally and physically
And I regret every minute
And one should never regret anything.

18 April 2000 6:00pm

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