Death Wish

She was holding a black rose in the palm of her hand

as she looked at the dark sky. 

She had always admired the moon and stars

that encouraged her to be brave and move on.

She closed her eyes  tightly and made a wish.

The wind carried the rose out of the palm 

of her hand as if it were fragile and let it 

fly away so it too could be free. 

Author's Note

This definitly has a lot of symbolism, I actually wrote this a while back.. and again i edited this one as well as my other poem. I have another profile that I've made recently but I lost my username, any help? It says message sent but I never received the message! I wrote This Mask I wear and To Come Back.

Reviews

[Wicahpi]

fragile; emotions that is, just like a rose,
be it black or red...or other..

[Julie]

thankyou! yours are awesome! I love all of the emotion you put into it!

[MiidniightSoul]

This is very beautifully written. I like that you used a black rose. :) Very good :)