From A Flower [#Wattys2016]

Wrecked and Ruined

I weep in silence

From the pain and the violence.

I long for comfort and love

To wrap me like a soft and feathery dove.

But my mind is tainted,

My walls have never been re-painted.

The decorations in my brain

Are wrecked and ruined all in vain.

It used to be all fun and flowers

But now my thoughts bring sour showers.