I'm not in the mood to type a ridiculousy long and tedious post about my day, so instead, i'm gonna post a poem!!!

BLEEDING ROSE

We sit here safe and warm yet nobody knows

out in the meadow there's a Bleeding Rose.

With a cut down the side it's just a thin crack

But i widens when we turn out back.

One by one they form a bouquet 

Yet we still insist that all is okay.

Like a disease they start to spread.

Painting the entire world red.

When they turn into a weed we all will obsess.

We are trapped so we might as well confess.

We were blind to what we should fear most.

We didn't see that one Bleeding Rose.

Well, that's that! i Hope you like it.