Ask and Dare the Sanses!!! (And Me- )

I have a problemo-

Don't take offense, don't be worried. This is just how I feel. Author's feelings, not Unders or Aura's or Nova's or anything.

Me.

These people are from whom I have helped.

Poem not by me.

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"I've got this big old box with all these flowers, aren't they pretty?" The author said to the camera, showing bright purple flowers, glowing the light. "And I was walking for hours, feeling witty."

"So, I stumble upon you not having a good day..."

The camera shows _NurseAnn_ sitting on a bench wiping away tears.

So I say, "Hey, hey! Just take one of my flowers!" And you say thanks! It brightens up your day and you head on your way.

Author looked down at the box but smiles still. "Now I have one less flower. But that's okay 'cause I say that I'll be okay."

Just seven pretty flowers all wrapped in a box. I wish they were limitless, but they're not.

Unknown0Envy sits in the corner crying, and I wipe her tears with a large sunflower. She takes it and gets filled with joy. And I sink a little bit deeper but that's fine!

Because I've still got some flowers left...

Author looks down at the box, bags under eyes increasing and body slumping. 

I think some of them I should've kept... But it's too late now 'cause I'm helping other people so that makes it okay. It's not too late.

Another day, another flower. Umi_Shihoki_San

Are you okay? Another flower. Underswapsans245
Out of harm's way...

Another day, another flower. Starogen

Three, two, one flowers left...

And I'm running oh so low... Author sitting at the couch with an invisible box in her lap while her parents yell at her.

So low on the life that I once had... 

I take a glance at my friend in the garden Unknown0Envy.

And they need a flower... Starogen

So I debate giving my flower.

To give them the power of joy in their life...

Author drawing of a dark sky, a small figure on a cliff.

And fight away any sour thoughts that they have

Every single day. And take it on myself...

As I drift far away

Deeper into the dirt.

I crawl like my flowers

'Cause now I'm all out

And I'm all out of the sun.

Author curled up on her bed clutching the Frisk plushy and fighting back tears. 

I wish I never had any flowers

Because now, like a vase, I'm empty

Author debated posting her problems, and she doesn't.

"But at least everyone else has my flowers. And that makes them happy." She mumbled, deleting the chapter and leaving her computer.

So maybe it's worth it in the end. A hand I could lend.

"Yet I'm losing grasp on my own sense of life..."

Author walks down the hall, taking a deep breath in and grips the missing flowers she has given to her friends. It doesn't matter whether she has flowers, she'll get them herself by giving them some...

At least they're happy.

That's all that matters.

(Sorry. Just needed to rant. Don't feel bad or anything. I'm... going to be okay.