the world is growing inside me
a flower is blooming on a beautiful day
in a few months the sky will become grey
causing my flower to wither away
i ask myself
why can’t it stay
i hope that one day
i can pick my flower
place it in a vase
water it
and let it grow
i hope that one day
for me
another flower will blossom my way
i forced the seasons to change
i made my flower wither away.
i am the Storm.
i am the Sun.
This poem is about a women who is pregnant and her baby has birth complications and she has an abortion. This explains the struggle and emotional pain women face everyday.