Vines crawl out of the cuts on my arm
Stretching up to the sky,
My brain's blaring with alarm
A piece of me wants you to pry
As I frantically cover my upper arm.

I choke out sunflower petals
Swallowing them down and pushing them back
Waiting and waiting as the panic settles
I can't make it through another anxiety attack

The petals of the flowers you gave me
Are still in my heart
I fear I'm losing my sanity
The memory of happiness is far and torn apart
The room through my tears is blurry.

Rose thorns scratch and tug at my skin,
Blood drips down onto my notebook
The melancholy air of midnight starts to set in
I'm almost too scared nowadays to look.