Violet
Violets fall around me,
Swirling, spinning,
Their fragrance,
permeates my conciousness,
reminding me of times forgotten,
memories hidden within,
my heart.
Broken beyond repair,
I sit and wait for nightfall,
for then I can breathe.
The violets continue their descent,
as I float amongst them,
gently caressing them.
My reflection haunts me,
As I stare into the mirrors' icy depths,
innocence gone I am but a shell,
my emotions trapped within.
And still the violets fall.
Or am I the one falling,
Everything is so blurry now,
I am merely a shadow in existence,
gently fading into nothingness,
Violets falling around me.