Flowers all the Same

 i know you're down and out  
depraved, starving for attention  
but this is too much  
i know you just want to be touched  
you are going about it the wrong way  
when the flowers die off  
you cry in pain  
when they bloom they're poisonous  
yet you eat them again  
time and time and time again  
same shape just different colours  
same scent, same stalk  
never ever will you learn  
in silence you yearn  
yelling in the dark  
only your own echoes bounce around
i reached out so many times  
i grew a garden new  
now it sits fallow and neglected  
until your tears nurture it  
rivulets of mighty self loathing  
i hate to see such beauty lost in this disease