Garden of bleeding roses

When time has run out
patience have left
so many words
again déjá vu
Love, oh love
where have you gone?
I look for you endlessly
in the garden of bleeding roses
thought it hurts
I keep searching to find you again
oh love, sweet love
I've lost you in the garden
I might never find
never hold
never feel
never see again
Love
silent cry
whispear your name
wandering twisted paths
dense foliage
unmerciful nature
poor judgement.