Flower

I stare at you as lost in some trance

You are beautiful

Your beauty is fleeting quickly

You have been plucked from the ground

Soon death will set into your face

Your petals will grow dull

Your life will be but a wisp of wind

I weep for your fading beauty

It is true that all good things must end

I put you in a glass

I gave you water

Yet your smile faded from your face

And even today you lost one of your petals

Who was the monster who plucked you from the ground?

I will hunt them till days end

When I find them I will give them my revenge

All this I will do Flower for you

After all that nothing will save your beauty

You are dead now Flower

After all I have done nothing has worked to save you

And the truth is Flower

The one who plucked you from the ground

Was in fact me..