Wilted Flower
As she sat there like a wilted flower
Slowly chipping away
She wondered if she'd ever regain her power
Or see brighter days
As she sat there like a wilted flower
Slowly slipping away
She wondered if she'd ever regain consciousness
And actually live in the today
As she sat there like a wilted flower
Slowly drooping to the ground
She wondered if only bad thoughts in her head would make a sound
As she sat there like a wilted flower
Slowly falling away
She wondered if she'd ever feel right in any sort of way
As she sat there like a wilted flower
Unsure what to do
She wondered what happened to all the time she spent working on her tools
Her tools of dealing with disappointment
Her tools of dealing with pain
She wondered if, solemnly
If that all went down the drain
Her tools of dealing with hardship
Her tools to keep her from going insane
Yet she felt like she was affected and defected down to the tiniest membrane.
But then the storm went away
And the bright sun came peaking out
And for the first time in forever
She rose up from the ground like a sprout.
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