Growing Wrath
As my eyes opened, anger was known
An emotion I thought was my own
I denied it and have it thrown
And as years passed by it became unknown
As I closed my eyes, Daises appeared
For the flowers I love are all out dried
I see colors but it wasn't red
This time carnation flowers appeared
Flashing right before my eyes brightly
The color of yellow I thought was lovely
But it was disdain that I felt purely
For all I know sorrow had filled me fully
And little by little I have known
I became the madness of my own
Fully surrendered and became my throne
The once I was scared of is now my own
-Dizzydei
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Lily
PoetryLilies are the most well-known "flower of sadness". A book completely filled with poems.
