flowers

Plucking Flowers

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Although my heart

Feels

As if it will never beat right

Again

I will never stop

Hoping

The petals will keep

Falling

Broken Ribs

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I could feel the tearing inside

Slowly ripping along my heart

When I got your flowers

Bundled together in beauty

Bright and alive

Their colors burned my eyes

 

I let them die

Watched them wither up

In a dry vase

Blocked the light

So they too could choke in the blackness

 

Something that pretty shouldn’t be for me

I’m filled to the rim with impurity

You wouldn’t see it

Because you can’t see that which is invisible

Hurt that deep hides beneath bones

It makes it hard to breathe sometimes

 

But I deserve this hurt

So let me be

As I gasp for air