Flowers Of Disease Poem by Stefanie Reyes

A garden of torment
It's only filled with weeds
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom..
Flowers of disease
I know you don't love me
But I only long to grow

I only long to grow a heart
That doesn't have a soul
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom...
The petals I once had
Were torn off
My seed is not pure
Though you long to watch me bloom..
Flowers of disease
Water my flowers
I'm falling apart
Coolers of spring
Have ceased
I am now diseased