Choking on the seed of her imagination
She swallowed the pill of doubt
And sank down into the pit of lost hopes.
She hung her dreams on the ceiling
While watching stars fall from the sky.
Constantly gazing towards the horizon..
As if answers will come tip-toeing their way towards her
But they never found their way out of the darkness;
Lost..
Like her mind
Turning into a wild animal,
Scavenging for fresh flesh of those whose breath holds onto their ego
Of those whose garden must be filled with perfection
Only discarding the flowers that has revealed their flaws;
She was an animal... Driven mad,
And the root of her insanity was corruption.
Why?
She questioned herself
Her innocence flashing away before her eyes
She gambled with the wrong Demon,
But of course,
They were all wrong to begin with.
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Hydrangea
PoetryApology and gratitude. The act of developing a deeper understanding between two people. Heartfelt and honest emotions. I admire the meaning of this flower. Not only is its beauty captivating, but what she symbolizes has my heart clenching onto her e...
