I have to write a poem for english.

Please critique. :)


[i]Thorns[/i]



Have you ever touched a rose?


The rose,

In all it's brilliance

Perfect with every drop of water

That helped create it


But if you touch it,

It leaves wakes

of pain and hurt.


How is it,

That the most beautiful thing

Can hurt someone so badly?


The rose did not mean to hurt you.

The rose only hurts because it is afraid

It has walls of protection built around it


And instead of letting someone

Penetrate those walls

The rose attacks.

Thinking it is being attacked.


But oh,

That rose.

In it's pain,

it left memories of that beauty.


You see that rose is like me.

I am brilliant

Along with everyone

who has made me who I am


But I am scared.

I hurt others

before they can hurt me.


I build a wall of protection

But it isn't an offensive wall.

It is a wall that I choose to hide behind


Isn't there anyone?

willing to let themselves be scratched up enough

To take me out of behind

These thoughts that choke my mind?


I am a rose.

With its walls

built a little too thick


I am the wall

With my anger defending me

Till the end


But if someone can get past my wall.

Past my anger and hurt


Maybe…

Just maybe

Someone will see the rose.