Dying Rose

Im a dying rose

whose petals have fallen.

Once seen beauty and strength,

lost, ruined, and now ugly.



People don't notice I am slowly dying.

They don't notice the care I need.

Give me help..some water, and sunshine,

and you will see with time how beautiful I will be.



I will once again bloom.

My petals will be strong.

I will be meaningful,

and worthy of admiration.



Right now though ,

im nothing but a delicate dying rose.

In need of someones love,

and the right care.

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hi Vanessa,
Thanxs for reading and commenting on my poem. SMilesz, so here i am, directed to your powerfully written collection.

Life is always full of ups and downs, and sometimes you do feel like giving up everything. Shit happens, as my buddy will say. Buuuuuut you are not alone. Everyone faces troubles and worries and setbacks once in a life but if you have the fighting will and hope to get up, i am sure this 'delicate dying rose' in you will still blossom...

Smilesz.
YOu mentioned in your Bio that you like dancing? I teach and do Tap Dance... and i know for sure that it is one activity that lets me forget about my troubles. I hope it goes the same for you.