I feel like a Nightflower
a lily
Kept in the sun for my exterior to burn
My shell hardens
My heart is soft
begging for the moon I'm not allowed to
return to the light as it grasps
it's fingers at my core
But it can't reach me now
that my petals are hidden from its
glow
I am the Nightflower.
Destined away from my nature
so I can pray for my truth to return.
