Wilted Flower.

It’s done,
My world no longer undone,
Wash away the pain,
Of something I’ll never attain.

I’ve had enough,
Damn that was rough,
The memories remain,
These memories I’ll always retain.

Now I can be alone,
And let my heart turn back to stone,
Lock the door,
Forever more.

Don’t try to understand,
I can withstand,
If you question,
You’ll get no confession.

You were an obsession,
That became depression,
I’m better off alone,
This I’ve always known.