Flower V2

I stole a flower from the world

Then placed it in a window

Locking it away

For only me

At night I curl up and in its splendor

I weep sweet tears upon my chest

For such beauty is mine and no one else’s

And the sadness of that is maddening

And as I slept a hand creeped by

And plucked the flower from my keep

When I woke I wailed and searched

But by the time I found who and where

I saw something that rended my soul

The thief planted it in soil

Placed it in the sun

And bathed it in water

And the beauty I thought I had obtained

Was proven to be an illusion

I crawled back to my dark abode

Shattered in mind and soul

But in the cracks of my despair

I found a lunar flower born in my darkness

Now At night I curl up and in its splendor

I weep sweet tears upon its petals

For such beauty is mine and no one else’s

And the sadness of that is maddening