If Sadness was a Flower

That moment, in the dead of the night
I saw how the pieces fit just right

All my life I was at war with the peace
Things make so much sense now I see

I have made my fair share of mistakes
Wound so deep that it still aches

But I know now, it pains before it heals
Until the moment, nothing it reveals

In times when pain and hurt brim
Some drown while I learned to swim

If sadness was a flower, it would never needed rain
Admiring its beauty has kept me sane

Caterpillar on the tree longs to fly
Unaware it’s destined to touch the sky

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