Black orchid

A black orchid. standing alone in the Fields. its beauty unseen. so appalling, yet so magnificent at the same time. the world See's it as a weed. something to be destroyed, allowing the roses to grow. it has to plant itself far from the garden. lacking the beauty to display itself with the other flowers. no one wants it. never being sold in a floral shop. no bride carries it down the ail. it grows alone, because it kills everything close to it. serving no purpose. its just there to exist. waiting for its seasons to end.