Poems

I Am Not Like Them

I cannot move at their speeds

I cannot speak as well to them

I am not like them

I am not like you

You are a flower

Bright and fragrant

I am rot

Gray and scentless

You say you love me

But I just eat away at you

Because of me, you will end up dust

I will end up your ruin

You should leave, leave me behind

You a fish, I an oil spill

I am toxic, and suffocating

Leave before it is too late