A Flower in Winter

There is a flower in the snow. 

It is covered in frost 

Its petals shine as the sun hits it 

And passersby stare

And pity the thing 

Because how could something so beautiful 

Be so dreadfully fated? 

But once the snow covers it, 

The flower disappears 

And becomes invisible again 

And no one gives it a second thought, 

No one remembers that it was there.

I am invisible 

People can see  

The struggle so clearly displayed upon my skin 

I am pitied 

But once I disappear no one will notice

I will be forgotten.

If someone had covered the flower 

Given it some kind of hope

It may have lived to see the spring, 

But instead it bloomed early

And was lost in the sea of wanting to escape 

And becoming more entangled 

And all other ropes holding you together, 

They break.              

I am invisible 

I am a ghost in a mirror

I am standing right in front of the glass 

But I can’t be seen from within it 

There is no face looking back 

I raise my fingers and trace the glass 

Where my face used to be

But it’s not there anymore.                

The flower has grown numb 

From the cold that grasps it in an icy fist 

The sun has forgotten that it is there 

And has left it for the unloving touch of the dark 

The petals have begun to fall 

Slowly,

And then all at once

Until only one is left.   

I am not a reflection.

A mirror reflects light. 

There is no light within me, 

So I have become a part of the darkness 

That surrounds the world 

The mirror doesn’t reflect. 

I have sunk into the shadows 

I tried so hard to escape.

And I have been forgotten...  

I am a flower 

In the middle of winter 

When the snow has set in 

And the last petal has fallen 

And is lost 

Gone
Unloved 

Unseen 

Unimportant 

Because everyone thinks that it will grow again 

That when the spring comes 

New flowers will grow 

But no one knows 

That the flower has died 

This winter will never end

The snow will become ice 

The ice will become a glacier 

And I am the flower