The flower sat next to me
And chatted away
She told me how her petals fell out
As we watched my sanity float away
It tumbled clumsily like a bouncy ball
Then disappeared into the air
The flower said goodbye
And left with the hare
I frowned and went inside
Sad to see them leave
I entered to find my demons
Picking away at leaves
They insisted that I joined
But I knew it wasn't fine
I understood the metaphor
The leave was supposed to be my mind
They were secretly mocking me
Finding humor in my destruction
I could already see new scars forming
The blood flowing from my skin as my vein erupted
I skipped up to my room
And slowly shut the door
And then I completely lost it
I then became one with the floor.
