Petals falling hopelessly,
Crying,
Their tears are made up of sticky dew.
Screaming their pain out,
They just lost themselves.
The one that supported them,
Their base and home.
Those devasted petals are like me;
Fallng from reality,
Silently screaming our pain,
Wishing this would end already.
This life is worthless.
You're here then you're gone.
No hope, no faith
No soul, no emotions
No love.
This flower is dead and withered,
Gone in this world.
While it was hurting,
While it was dying,
No one knew.
