"Garden of Nails In a Bed of Roses"
The brutal dance
Of keeping life in a trance
An elegance
With each painful step
Driving the nails deeper
With such a grotesque snap
Yet, you keep a smile
Almost as if painted
Onto your tortured face
But I can see the tears
Running down
Your weathered cheeks
Showing me that true beauty
Only comes
From heartbreak
And defeat
For only roses grow
In your shadow's golden glow