the smashed flower on the sidewalk

 

the smashed flower on the sidewalk sits scattered, pulled apart

by the hands of an angry and agitated girl, ripped and trampled upon

the petals now sit apart, a girl is destroyed by the one she so dearly loved

falling apart at the seams,her seams fell apart like the points on a top

someone cared enough , took their time and a friendly focus, built her up then ripped

the time they took for her was plentiful, she was strong and safe

until the one who made her whole turned against her, pulling at her seams

ripping her in two, her beautiful petals divided, the smashed flower on the sidewalk

a representation of all of her anger, betrayal and hurt

her heart was now broken in two by the guy who supposedly loved her

the guy who made her feel strong and held her together

a t-shirt who could only be ripped apart by some vile and angry scissors

now she was that top, cut into bits, delving deep into her skin

everything destroyed by the hands of a dangerous and threatening boy

she thought he was genuine, a nice boy, a pure and perfect gentleman

how wrong could she be, how could he destroy her

he was so perfect, an image of pure delight, who displayed only a tendency to love

a ruin she became, her loved up heart was thrown out of the window

the loved up pink kisses ceased to exist, turning from a pink to a grey

in the manner of many minutes, betrayed by the one she so simply loved

he ripped her apart the minute he told her of his affair, mind confused

nice thoughts of him falling away into a waste bin, she now stood

left with only bad and broken blue emotions, the flower now unwanted

only a few days before, she walked around with this flower, alone in a jar of water

walking around with a vase in her hand, on the streets,  standing by the side of her bed

she held this flower in her heart, a representation of a love thought to be real

her lover now gone,the flower lost its significance

taking the vase in one hand, she smashed her fist against the thin glass

pushing with such a force, the vase was now left with a hole the size of her fist

the water started to leak from the inside and the flower started to lose its life

with a rage so strong, she let go of the vase,  and it shattered  onto the floor

the flower was still held together and this angered her

boots which were held tightly onto her feet

were the only way to destroy this symbol of her love

she stood, and stomped repeatedly, attacked the flower

the symbol of love no longer needed

wanting to forget the guy who broke apart her once safe and strong seams

move on and destroy the love once hidden inside of her

she started afresh, bought a new flower, one of her choosing

one she could never want to destroy

and so it was that the flower was smashed to bits by the sole of her angry, irritated boot

now it was time to give to herself the love she needed

she would no longer let her self worth be determined by that of a guy

her opinion of herself was affected by the giving away of fake love, fake attention

he wasn't real, he never truly loved her , not really, that is why he betrayed her

he took away her pink kisses, words of love and they now turned into hate

fake words, his lies , unreal, he was a fake image of someone who didn't really exist

no ability to truly love her, she was the smashed and broken flower

the one who was adorned with sunshine kisses,  needed water and a loving attention

but the sunshine was fake and so was the water, everything he gave to her simply did not exist

and those sunshine rays were only colours, no real meaning hidden under the sun

no real hydration in the water, it was all a terrible lie, he never really loved her

a fake person held together with fake colours and fake lies, she truly hated him

no longer dealing with his lies, false colours and unreal attention

destroying the flower,  an image of a once perceived real and genuine love

she proceeded to walk into a friendly florists and she bought herself a new flower

and she made a promise to herself, to always give this flower true attention

she made an oath to herself , to always be genuine and sincere

unlike this false guy who had no clue, he was lost amongst the midst of false ways

so glad to be out of his way , she took her new flower in her hand and smiled