Beautiful Rose
Ryan Vaughan
lonely, dull ache fills me,
the thorn lies safe within my side.
It proffers pain at every footstep
and blessed relief when I lay down.
I've paid the price and learned
the beautiful rose has thorns.
Best not to think of it...
Out of sight, out of mind, right?
...
Out of sight because she's in my mind!
The roller coaster dips, twirls, loops back on itself;
and always ends up back at the start.
Life would flow as a river,
if we'd only let it...
but the river's damned with roses...
and cannot reach the sea.
