I asked my mirror
"What is beauty?"
no reflection 
stared at me

I saw roses...

I asked my mirror
"Who am I?"
an icy chill
gripped the air

I saw darkness...

My dark reflection
shattered the glass
sharpness smiled
through jagged promises

I saw roses...

Shadowed dreams...
spit out fire
lurking demons
iced my heart

I felt empty...

Thunder beckoned
lightened summoned
broken pieces
of my life

I saw roses...

Spirits of the dead
caressed my soul
fingers of the dead
gave me a rose...

I smelled freedom...

Invitation to death
I could not refuse
numbness encouraged me
calmness possessed me

I saw roses...

This is the beginning
of the end
this is the end
of the beginning

I saw roses...

bright red roses..........