He Is Like My Rose Of Thorn’s 

By:Tina Glover/Unknownperson79

“He Is Like My Rose Bed Of Thorn’s”

He is like my 

prickly rose bed 

of prickly thorn’s 

that keeps poking 

me every turn I 

make until he 

starts to make me 

bleed little by little 

until there’s a red 

river of bloody 

blood was 

flowing through 

my bedroom 

floor as I try to 

move and pull back 

and get up off the 

prickly rose bed of 

rose’s I cannot move 

at all because it 

seems that my body 

has lost so much 

blood I have became 

paralyzed so as I am

just plainly and 

simply stuck like 

chuck into this 

hellish torturous 

rut of prickly thorn’s 

©Tina Glover All Rights Reserved–And not allowed to use any part’s of my poems, writing, thought’s, thinking or stories without my knowledge or consent to do so and thank’s in advance and it’s appreciated 

Author unknownperson79/Tina Glover might have to pause for a occasional headache and migraine headache and on top of regular headache and I might have to pause for a occasional mini stroke and seizure due to chiari malformation disease which has no cure yet and also is my rare brain disease 

October 12,2016 




#writing #short-poem #poem #life #thinking #thought’s #rose’s #prickly #thorn’s 


Published by: unknownperson79/SleepingAngels2010

I am me and the best person I can be and also I love to write poetry and have published a book...But most importantly I am chiarian with a rare brain disease called Arnold Chiari Malformation Disease and it has no cure as of yet for more information on chiari visit link I'm providing you (www.conquerchiari.org) and each day is a struggle and battle with my chiari malformation disease but someone who has the guidance of God I will make it through to another day and another tomorrow and just remember that God loves you to and regardless be happy being you and don't change yourself for no one because you cannot please everyone so don't die trying to... And I love to write and share my works with y'all but sometimes my brain becomes confused and I make some mistakes but I surely will correct them and have a blessed day...

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