Calamitous gardens

By , Biglerville, PA

Every corner and
Every inch is occupied
With demons
And monsters

It is so dark
Not even your light
Could shine through
No matter how
Hard you may try

And I am sorry the flowers you planted in me
Are not nurtured enough
They get sheared, flooded,
Wilted and withered

But you do not understand
I cannot stop the storms
I am not strong enough to hold
These flowers gently in my hands
Like you intended me to do

I cannot love them the way they should be
I cannot tend to their fragile needs

Do not think I try to kill the flowers
For they are the most divine works of art
I have ever seen
And I love the idea of being your beautiful garden
So endearing and pure

But I am not your sunshine on a rainy day
I am not your rainbow after the storm

For I am a tornado
A hurricane
An earthquake
And my enigmatic ways will destroy every flower
And every garden
Whether I try
Or not






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