Broken Rose

My eyes have a mind of their own.

They never listen.

They never care.

Tears are free flowing.

They never cooperate.

My heart has a mind of its own too.

Stubborn and irrational.

Cannot be reasoned coz it’s blinded.

Emotional now that it is wounded.

Broken coz it won’t listen.

My mind was ripped off of pride.

No longer the boss.

No longer the most supreme high.

Its grace has fallen.

Forgotten.

So from here, where do I run?

Where do I go?

Who shall I turn to?

When the who I used to be,

Is gone?

Comfort has become an illusion.

The Rose became a myth.

Its beauty faded into the realms of time.

I was alone.

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