a dull ache
dust in her chest
where butterflies of youth
used to bloom
she missed the butterflies
at least they made her
feel like she was flying
but she didn't water the flowers
so the world
watered them with poison
and flowers grow butterflies
.
.
.
we are all gardeners
flowers grow butterflies
butterflies grow flowers
what do you want to grow?
YOU ARE READING
THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD
Teen Fiction[ poetry story / teen fiction ] : about teens, who were afraid. NOTE : feel free to skip the entirety of book i ; autumn and jump straight to book ii ; winter // © 2021-2022 @uranium-girl
