❤️A note from the mind of Horror❤️- This is the contest winner!! This title was suggested by adashofcinnamon and you should check them out if you haven't already! They are amazingly funny, and they've supported me so much! (Of couse, that wasn't why they won though, I promise.) I hope this poem is what you want it to be! Enjoy!
Amidst the flowers, I am there.
I float, syncronized with everyone else, no personality, all the
Same.
I hate it.
But I need it to
Protect
Myself.
If I'm different, I'll get
Hurt.
I'm in enough
Pain
Right now.
But no one sees my pain, my sorrows, so it
Doesn't matter.
Everyone just sees a beautiful flower, a dandelion in the breeze.
That's what everyone should see.
It would be stupid to show them my emotions.
They don't matter as long as I'm the
Same.
We're all just dandelions floating in the breeze,
All perfectly
In sync.
We can't afford not to be.
We float and waft as gorgeous creatures, the top of everything.
But we are so fragile.
One touch and you break us...
We may seem strong, but we're just
Dandelions
Made of
Glass.
YOU ARE READING
Black Abyss
PoetryA collection of poetry that covers issues from all over the world, issues that strike everyone's lives. I hope you enjoy, and I hope you find meaning in the words I scrawl on this page. ❤️ --- Thanks a ton to LYNWAH for being such a wonderful friend...
