Life is Delicate

Life, so simple, yet so fragile
Delicate like a flower petal
Floating aimless with the wind
Disturbed by the slightest movement
Falling down into the harsh dirt.

Being stepped on,
Spat on,
Crumbling with the pressures of reality
Ruined by the impurities of the world.
Purged with the screams of horror,
Saturated with the tears of sadness
And stained with the crimson taste of iron.

Life, so simple, yet so fragile
Delicate like a flower petal
Innocent like a newborn
Wise like the elderly
Witnessing like we are.
We are petals
Time is our wind
Where we land all depends on our course.
♠ ♠ ♠
Inspired by my years so far in high school and now at the end od my road.