once in a lifetime i learned to know you incredibly well, every day i look at pictures of them the flowers in the garden. i never had my own but i could at least watch from afar. until one day i had my very own rose, it's thorns were sharp sure but i learned to navigate them. it was so beautiful watching it grow, tending to it seeing it's petals florish. until i accidentally picked myself on a thorn my ████ blood bleed like a well, as it hit the ground drop drop drop. the pooling began and i quickly cleaned it up. but the rose had no care for me, the one who had wanted it for so long, the one who had helped it grow and blossom. and so i was much more cautious, i left my rose alone it wasn't nearly as beautiful as i remembered. and then one night my finger was pricked again. and it kept happening. night after night after night. i thought i knew this flower? i knew how to navigate it? but i didn't. so after the final stray i tore petal from petal away from it, it wilted it broke its beauty no longer apparent. and now every time i see a rose my stomach gets sick. i hate them all. #violence #gore