Burn Up That Rose

A poem I wrote when I was feeling a bit lonely...

Don't know who I am,
Lying in the shadows,
You knew me once,
But I have changed,
In a way not even I can understand.

A flame is lit,
To burn up the roses,
A tear falls,
As the blood rose petals,
Drop helplessly to black.

I'm falling like the petals,
A hole with no end,
A star without light,
A day with no night.

You see me,
Plain and clear,
But you are distracted,
And as your hand reaches out to grasp me,
Another pushes me further into the darkness.