She was my sunflower
She followed
As the sun shifted
From east to west
She was my sunflower
But now
She fades
No longer
Her sunflower self
But just a few petals
Scattered across my world
Proving to me
That I'll never
Actually forget her

YOU ARE READING
The silent screams of hollow children
PoëzieBook of my emotions and vents in poetry form Not for the easily triggered
Sunflower
She was my sunflower
She followed
As the sun shifted
From east to west
She was my sunflower
But now
She fades
No longer
Her sunflower self
But just a few petals
Scattered across my world
Proving to me
That I'll never
Actually forget her