Written by: Simone Shree Pathak - 24042, Grade XII
Posted on: 11 December, 2023
I lay in my bed staring at the darkness of my room
The petals fell off before the flower could bloom
The choice was always mine, I just chose wrong
In an attempt to soothe my woe, I sing this song
My nails colors have started to wear off
Having become a forest fire and the person watching it
Lived once in the ocean, now I am nothing but a shell
With no one by my side, I have nothing left for myself
The sounds of my own thoughts creep inside me every night
My body falling in pieces and my brain rotting away
My room is a mess and so is my life
I tell myself that I'll clean tomorrow
My bag of bones is heavier every passing day
I wish my thoughts could spare me the night
Crying myself to sleep and painting myself blue
I'll have to go back to work tomorrow
