FicWad

I'm in a fucking great mood, and I still write this? Wtf. Anyways, I hope you like it :3

xoxo



The flowers around me begin to bloom,
But I know what will happen soon,
There seems to be not an ounce of gloom,
Unaware of their impending doom.


The sun burns down, decorating the sky,
Glancing down, I let out a sigh,
Those flowers, they don’t even question why
But surely they know they’re about to die...


The leaves twirl gently then hit concrete floor,
Decomposing, disappearing, gone forevermore,
Those things that I’ve seen, I want to ignore,
But I can’t and that burns deep into my core.


Snowflakes fall softly, down to the ground,
The white dances, swirling around and around,
And here I rest, quietly, where there is no sound,
I’m sitting here and hoping that I will be found.