Another Flower

I draw another flower
Pointed towards the sun
The petals mark each hour
Until my life is done

I listen to my heart beat
And beg the petals to fall
But the sun provides the heat
The flower blossoms the plant grows tall

I beg for the gardener
To come and sheer my plant
But the sun has got a partner
And so the gardener can't

This is all symbolic noise
About how life is in the way
They say life is one big choice
So why must I stay

Let the flower reject the sun
And the gardener sheer the plant
Let the flower's fight be done
Let no one say she can't
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This poem was written while I was in a psych hospital after a major depressive episode. I like it because it explains how I was feeling at that very moment. I wanted everything to be over, but there were too many people standing in my way.