"I am" Poem

I am the red of the rose in the muted heart,

I wonder if the heart can survive without pulse,

I hear the foot steps of my enemy,

I see the blood freezing in me,

I want to dissapear in the petals of the rose,

I am the red of the rose in the muted heart,

I pretend I don't feel it but,

I feel like my heart melts in cold,

I touch the walls that surounds me,

I worry if the shadow would touch me,

I cry like I never did before,

I am the red of the rose in the muted heart,

I understand the anger and the pain,

I say it has followed everyone,

I dream the blood going through my face,

I try to smile but can't escape the pain,

I hope I will never see this various again,

I am the red of the rose in the muted heart.