i bury flowers,
colorful ones
and dull ones,
they all represent something.

i bury one,
for the words
left unsaid
by my mouth.

i bury another,
as a tear rolls down,
for the actions
that i regret.

i bury the last one,
as an ode to a memory
that served me well
in my worst times.

i bury flowers,
the last flower will be buried
when i'm six feet
under the ground.