Slow Dying Flower

by Baby Rainbow   Dec 13, 2015


Do you see her?

Keep looking...

dig deeper...

look into my darker side -

that is where you'll find her.

That troubled inner child,
scared of crying,
sacred of the terrible things
that she used to believe
were only just dreams in her mind.

But like a slow dying flower,
her petals of strength and hope
are vastly disappearing,
disintegrating into the ground.

No one ever sees
this little lost girl,
and I don't think she'll survive
another storm against the dark.

Saffie
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27/11/15

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