Thorns of Love

Whispers in the shadows, echoes of a pain I knew

Walking through a forest, thorns pierce everything I do

Questioning the love I thought I knew

Lost inside this maze of what was true

Every rose with a thorn, a silent warning deep within

Climbing over battered branches, fighting off the doubt and sin

Words like knives, slicing through my hope and trust

Blood stains on the petals, tears turning sooner than lust

Can I love her more, or am I doing it all for nothing?

Did I go wrong, or was love just a game she was bluffing?

Every day’s a battleground, eggshells underneath my feet

Living with the fear, nightmares I can't defeat

This love was a garden, but it turned to a thorny vine

Cold nights, broken dreams, haunting always in my mind

Why did I stay in a place where kindness was hard to find?

Every relationship a battlefield, love turned cruel and unkind

Playing the blame game, trying to find who’s wrong or right

Narcissistic shadows, casting darkness on my light

Treating me like trash, tossing me away like yesterday’s news

Feeling like a prisoner, stuck in these abusive cues

Could I have loved her less, could I have loved her more?

Was I the one to break what we had before?

Questions linger, answers hidden in the rain

Only scars remain, haunting every pain

This love was a garden, but it turned to a thorny vine

Cold nights, broken dreams, haunting always in my mind

Why did I stay in a place where kindness was hard to find?

Every relationship a battlefield, love turned cruel and unkind

Walking through the forest, searching for a way out

Seeking the sunlight, whispering my doubt

Can love survive the storm, can hope bloom again?

Or am I forever trapped in this endless rain?

Every rose has a thorn, a lesson hard to learn

But from the ashes, maybe someday, I’ll find the strength to turn

To healing, to hope, to a love that’s truly kind

Leaving behind the thorns, and the scars that bind