I'm a withered flower that may have once been blooming
Alexandra Garfield
Alexandra Garfield
Jul 14, 2014

It's hard to exude the kind of confidence that makes people respect you.
I'm a grown woman, but I've yet to master it.
When I'm told no, when I'm told
"You can't do that," "Don't act like that," or "That's not okay," I can scream and argue in my head, but my body cowers.

My chin,
My shoulders,
My eyes,

They d
          r
          o
          p

And I'm no longer the woman I thought I was-
Strong and independent.

I'm a withered flower that may have once been blooming but is now reduced to nothing.

I've been reamed out too much today.  I'm tired.
#self   #not   #okay   #woman   #nothing   #tired   #confidence   #adult   #esteem   #withered  
Am nothing more than a withered rose
Ilakiya K Sathish
Ilakiya K Sathish
Aug 21, 2014      Aug 22, 2014

Yesterday
I was just like you
I rose with the rising sun
I brought a smile to all those who passed by me
Alan spoke about my colour
Brendon was amazed at my arrangement
Claire wanted to touch me
Dorothy wanted her perfume with the fragrance I carried
Emily wanted to take me with her
Francis wanted to give me to his lady love,
I thought I was the most important being on earth
I thought everyone loved me
I thought I brought a smile to people's face.
But today,
Am no longer loved,
Alan just walked by
Brendon bothered not
Claire cared not
Dorothy drove past
Emily ensured the same as did
Francis.
Because,
Today
Am nothing more than a withered rose
With my strewn petals in the pathway
And that's right
Step on or sweep away
For
All you people
Might one day end up just like me!!!

- A Withered Yellow Rose.

five dollar bills stuffed in withered cunts
Duke Johnson
Duke Johnson
Aug 18, 2014

best days better left behind bereft of joy
fighting in vain for fleeting fulfillment
instead seeping bile from punctured
organ appendix found septic too late
even still now hungry for real life like
stomach tapeworm eating purpose
lost along the way now empty, grey
when did time get away from us all
leaving bitter little paisan us's
stripped bare of long dead dreams
like Christmas morning c-section strippers
five dollar bills stuffed in withered cunts

Withered roses lay on the counter
Someone Lonesome
Someone Lonesome
Mar 27      Mar 29

Withered roses lay on the counter
I was waiting for you to come home
So I bought you your favorite flowers
Candles flickered in every window
The late night drive left you alone
So I placed them there to wave hello

But you never came home
The rose bowed her head
The candlelight shivered
And now I’m left here alone

The tablecloth drank my tears for you
We hadn’t had dinner in awhile
So I made us a table for two
The clouds covered the constellations
We love drawing lines between the stars
So I hung our hammocks in the yard

But you never came home
Your seat sat empty
The stars couldn’t shine
And now I’m left here alone

You never came home
The night was too dark
You followed your heart
Now I'm left here alone

Disappointment is undoubtedly a dire distress.
Please come home.
#love   #heartbreak   #sad   #depression   #life   #pain   #sadness   #death   #thoughts   #you  

All I do

Is sit in my room

And feel sorry for myself.

It feels like so long

Since the day we met,

And now all I do is wait.

I’m not ashamed to admit

I’m withering.

I’ve been carving your initials

Into my eyes

The exact same way

I try to carve sanity

Out of the thoughts
That I’ve been dissecting

In this conceited attempt

At poetry.

Such a sad condition

To admit that I’m broken…

And worse,

Still,

Impatient.

Kennedy Reyanne
Kennedy Reyanne
Nov 29, 2012      Nov 30, 2012

I'm underground,
beneath the dirt.
And all the roots
from all the trees
grown downward past my head.

If I tied them into nooses,
would they bury me faster?

The flowers bloom;
I can smell their sweetness
leak like gasoline
between the blades of grass,
behind the ladybug's wings.

If I tossed a match,
would I burn faster?

I can feel the worms
burrowing;
they are wriggling
around my arms
and up my wrists.

If they could bite,
would I bleed faster?

I'm the dirt,
I smell like soil.
I break the seed
so the plants can grow.
I drink the water
the grass doesn't need.

If I break myself
and refuse to drink,
will I wither faster?

Or at all?

*A beautiful withered soul*.
Cassandra J Oster
Cassandra J Oster
May 16, 2013

Hungry,        wolves roaming the streets.
            Broken,         abandoned taken into captivation.
     Hurt,          fear of the unseen unheard.

Soon to be of the infinitely kindred.

            I,          lonely to be as a lighthouse.
Alone,          a person who has no one.

A butterfly without wings;
A beautiful withered soul.

Violet Anata
Violet Anata
Apr 30, 2013

Sometimes I think you would be better off without me by your side.
I picture other smiling faces by your side.
I believe you would be better off without me.

I fear I bring you too much pain and frustration.
I think it's time to let you go so you can be happier.
I will only bring you down with me.

I've thought before that without you, I would have no reason to walk this earth.
But lately, I feel as though, the world would be better off without me.
You will be so much better off without me.

You helped me while you could.
But now I'm drowning and no one can save me.
Or maybe I just don't want to be saved.

I feel lonelier than ever tonight.
I feel obsolete.
And now I will go and let you be happy.

Summer-Skye
Summer-Skye
May 4, 2014

wrap your perfect little fingers around
my ever so beating heart
sink your nails
into the walls
shattering
my
sanity
~
drive a needle
straight through my
ever so beating heart
make the pain sweet
sugar sweet
savor it
shattering
my
sanity
~
please oh please
just crush my
heart
its to much to handle
sink those talons deep
rip me apart
tear me open
make me bleed
make the rivers of flowing red
spill from their perfect little canals
upset the function
fuck up the natural balance
make me
turn
pale
white

~
Summer-Skye

 
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