What Hurts The Most

I've been walking on broken glasses.
I've been sleeping on fire.
I know I'm not a princess,
But happy ending is my desire.

This wasn't suppose to be this way.
Shadow of grief and sorrow emerges,
You always have a thing to say,
Yet now we're like broken bridges.

Bothered by the fact of endings,
Corrupted by the sight of happiness.
Searching for new beginnings,
Yet my eyes were filled with loneliness.

Heaving the ropes of time.
Counting every rain fall.
Wishing my life to be a rhyme,
But I guess wishes have its toll.

Locked inside an aztec chest,
Key of freedom can never be found.
When will I have my eternal rest,
If my pain is always around?

Blinded by its kindness,
A helping hand it reached.
Somehow erased my sadness,
But reality, my heart will never be breached.

Treating it like a matrimonial partner,
Thinking about it day and night.
Somehow it's like a rose gardener,
That tends the roses to be beautiful at sight.

Somehow you left my garden,
You left the roses alone.
I guess I was just your burden,
And my soul turned to stone.

Galloping through memoirs,
Seems less painful.
My emotions locked in reservoirs,
And I will never be peaceful.

The rose wants its way,
Yet roots anchored her heart.
Every petal she say,
Thorns will tear her part from part.

Somehow looking for the key is not the answer.
Somehow my soul wants to find its host.
My heart left to be a wanderer,
And learning things that hurts the most.

Reviews

[Elmarie]

I liked it a lot. As sad as it is true. You carried the rhyming beautifully. I can't seem to put my finger on it but some lines seemed a slight bit clumsy. But all in all I loved the flow and the depth of the heart with in this Rose garden..... Beautiful stuff. If you would like to know the few lines I had trouble with let me know. Blessings El

[VR Zette]

thank you so much.. I'm so glad to hear that :) and yes I would love to know those lines, if you don't mind..