Black Roses

Can you turn my black roses red?
So lively and vibrant, glistening with happiness
Like they use to be

Instead of colorless
No soul &heartless
This state of black rose
Brings me misery

So I ask you
Can you turn my black roses red?
As I lay looking upon the stars
-in the still of the night,
I ponder on this one question
the question that you can only answer

-but before I ask you
I must ask myself…
Do I deserve to shine again,
making the night bright-sparkling in the sky

Will my roses stay red?
or will you damage them
more,
keeping them black-
until another comes along…
to put me through this again

Considering these thoughts
I must change my question…
-with you, will my roses stay black,
or will you bring them life….again?