in bloom for me, in bloom with the world

i used to let the wilted roses rest undisturbed

never learned how much water to use

only how much to consume

blind to the withered tendrils

i used to clasp the soil's beckoning hand

i kindly stopped for a seat below

so i could push all the daisies i never

bothered to water

i used to lay content in the vacant flower bed

because

the weakest of wallflowers can stand the

strongest of droughts

and loneliest of nights

i used to hate the rain

now it's all i need to stay alive

i want to sing with it in perfect harmony

i want the blooming lilacs to join me in song

and when the spring comes

i want you to know

you have no idea how tall i can bloom

http://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/9uzaph/sharethread_november_07_2018/e9eqta2

http://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/9uzaph/sharethread_november_07_2018/e9er08s

(edit: i cannot for the life of me format the stanzas properly on reddit)