I am here and there, <br />yet I never existed at all. <br />I fall and glide, <br />Yet I never stepped of any cliff. <br />I speak and make no sound, <br />And I walk and move nothing. <br />I am the rose and the thorn. <br />I listen to the wind, <br />Knocking at my window, <br />Like a cold, vicious flurry of stones. <br /> <br />The rain pelts the glass and brick, <br />A sea raised into the air, <br />And released again, <br />Like the clouds were spitting on every creation. <br />Contempt and deceit, <br />They blanket the landscape, <br />Like a sheet of unrelenting darkness. <br />Leaving all in eternal night. <br /> <br />I am the Rose and the Thorn.<br /><br />Satan's Sibling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/roses-and-thorns-4/
