UGLY FLOWERS

Slowly and attentively,
I read the note anxiously,
Having waited for months,
The arrival of the oath.

Passionately and keenly,
I scrutinized every paragraph,
Ensuring that the sentence,
Was understood in silence.

Did I say I shed?
As each sentence sunk deeper.
Each word piercing my heart deeper,
Much deeper than the former.

My weak heart skipped a beat,
My mind raced in heat,
Sweat glands disappointed not,
As the weather turned to be very hot.

I confirmed I was not dreaming,
Reality was checking in,
Expectations miscarried in bits,
As my only hope flee to the streets.

Hopelessly I walked away,
Desperation had found its way,
When honey becomes bitter,
And flowers turn into thorns,

I raced into my little abode,
Where I have always found comfort,
Hiding my swollen eyes under the blanket,
As I actively engaged my mind and heart.

The moment of I wish,
Are times I dont miss,
If only I had power,
To set ablaze the ugly flowers,
And destroy the appended stamp!
Turn them to a beautiful garden ! 


Laura Lizz bettie- October 2014