this is a very beautiful poem^^ it had nice flow and your words were connected throughout..all though i was quite confused when u said,
"Here's my problem...
I can't live,
unless something before me dies.
Something in me must die,
in order for the rest to live and grow.
It is the blessing,
and the curse,
of the life of a rose."
is there something in your life that makes you feel this way?.....