A Simple Flower

by Santa Flaws

February 12, 2015

What if I told you that I'm raw?

What if I told you that I'm broken?

What if I told you I feel like crying?

Well. I do.

What if I told you that I'm burdened?

What if I told you that I'm sad?

What if I told you that I'm empty?

Well. I am.

Everything I feel is enough to end me

Everything thought is torture

Every time I look around

All I feel is alone.

But... Maybe not.

See I found something.

Something that fills me with joy.

Something to lift me up.

A single flower.

It's a bit tattered and worn

But I sympathize with it.

And it understands me.

In the light of day it's beauty abounds

At night it's color won't fade

Cause this flower is true, consistent

And is committed to growth

Sure the flower has it's flaws

It's colors may sometimes fade

But that's ok.

Nothing perfect deserves real love.

No I love this flower.

How I do doesn't matter.

All that matters is that it made the difference

In my darkest hour.

Yes it made the difference

Between death and life

All I hope is that someday

I can repay my beloved flower.

I'll do what I can to nurture it,

Put it in the light as the day ages

And at night I'll put it back where it belongs

Cause even a small flower has it's place.

From now on though,

I hope it's place is near me.

Cause this flower made all the difference.

And it's all I need.

Yes, it made all the difference.

I just hope I can return that precious gift.

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