I used to be        

A flashing bright red tulip,

The tulip who opened up to feel the sun ,

To feel the air, and to express its true inner beauty        

 

Now I feel like I am a captive prisoner

Wondering when i am ever going to open up

See the sunlight, feel the rays, feel life

I want to reach and let the sunlight enlighten me

 

I am a purple tulip

I pretend to smile in this darkness

I feel depression swallowing me

While I touch these cold walls

I worry that it will give out my last heartbeat,

As it sinks my life every day in this pool of hopelessness.

 

I am a dark gray tulip

I understand that depression is a massive fog

Capturing its victims

Like a fly on a spider web

I try to smile the sadness away

In a garden full of tulips

Should I trust?

My eyes tell more than my lips

I hope to defeat this inner beast

 

But for now , I am a closed black tulip ,

The tulip who is frightened to give up

Ready to defeat this darkness and brighten my soul

To see the sun , to feel the brightness of life

Just waiting , waiting to open up again.

Being that that red open tulip once again