Severed Rose

There's a beauty in the way you're worn
And the sharpness of your thorns
So vibrant, in the imperfections

In the pain, there's something real
All that anger's so concealed
Still you're lost in how to feel
Just let me hold

That severed rose
The pieces feel so cold
All the tears won't bring it back to life
But hate will always grow

There's a beauty in the way you lay
And the way your color fades
You stand out now, with your imperfections

Oh it was never meant to fall apart
It was not supposed to cause us harm
But these days, all I do is wonder
Is it better now that we start again

In the pain, there's something real
All that anger's so concealed
Still you're lost in how to feel
Just let me hold

That severed rose
The pieces feel so cold
All the tears won't bring it back to life
But hate will always grow