Roses

Only in dreams,
will true love ever come near.
Because I've had enough pain,
to last me the rest of my life.
My heart isn't full of love and passion,
it's cold and filled to the brim with black roses.
Black roses with so many sharp thorns,
that their peircing my tender heart and I'm slowely dying.
If only they were red.
So the universal question,
is about to be asked.
It's not that simple,
but are you up to the challenge?
I need someone,
to take away the pain and sorrow,
and give me hope that I'll have a tomorrow.
If only they were red.
If only I was dead.
If only.
Life is full of if only's.
The question still remains,
can your turn my black roses red.
Honestly,
I'm standing here,
afraid I'll be betrayed.
As twisted as it seems,
I even fear love when it's in my dreams.
Let in the darkness,
and let the sunlight fade away.