I revised my poem that was previously posted and I was wondering if I could get some feedback on it. It would highly appreciated.
 

The artwork screams controversy

Between acceptance and rejection

Betrayal of the expected

Or self satisfaction

Hiding the truth will challenge

This living picture will forever be mine

Wiping the surface clean of flaws

Examine for perfection

The piercing touch revives the art

Crimson reds and solid blacks

Curving round and round and round

Crisp edges and the illusion of life

Stems and petals created and

Allows the scent of iron to the air

Knowing the sweet aroma

Lacks from the hallucination

It distorts the imagination

This living picture will forever be mine

Left bloody and bruised, the pain remains

Knowing soft, smooth, delicate feelings

Should reach your fingertips

Worried the thorns will stain your skin

With blood and ink as is mine

You avoid the intentional pain

Being permanently bloomed

The beauty is completely lost

Yet found only within my eyes

This living picture will forever be mine