The petals fall off
as I gather
the fallen petals
of my hope
and swoon to the
beat of my
heart, as I shower
in the rain,
the woes of the
hopes now
tranquil, amidst the
thunder.
To seek the distinct
unknown,
my heart desires.
Amidst the cracks
in the reflection
of my memories.
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to move on and leave the problems behind