Broken.

[The anhedonic one]

The flowers in my garden grow down
Their colour pain
Their fragrance sorrow.
Into my eyes grow their roots,
feeling for tears
To nourish the hopeless black rose
within me.

 

[saddestbunny]

very nice, I like your writing :)

 

[The anhedonic one]

Thank you.

very nice, I like your writing :)

 

[CandyK__]

Nice, waiting for more poems from you <3