Flower
Like a withered flower
I hold memories
dead
But still, beautiful
I once held life
Now, I break when held
Fragile
I once represented love
Now, lovers trample on me
Broken.
Additional Resources
Get AI Feedback on your poem
Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
If You Need Support
If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741