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Wither

Wither:

[Spoken Verse 1]
Growing isolated
Lonesome in solitary nature
Filling the emptiness

[Spoken Verse 2]
I worship you
Only you
The flower blossomed in the desolate expanse of my existence

[Spoken Verse 3]
Every petal painted by divinity
Beauty unparalleled
Desire of my eye beheld

[Sung Chorus 1]
I am the desert,
Draining your roots,
Stunting your growth, overshadowing your beauty.
I love you,
But my presence decays.

[Spoken Verse 4]
Blooming isolated
In a garden of one
Of one, of one, of one
Of only one, my one infatuation

[Spoken Verse 5]
I cannot bear the sight
As your petals darken
And begin to fall apart
One by one by one and on and on
Wither in my apocalypse

[Spoken Verse 6]
Unblooming by my agony
Drained of your beauty
By my all-consuming deprecation
Annihilation

[Sung Chorus 2]
I am the desert,
My sunlight burns,
Killing hope, killing growth, you’ll wither with me.
I love you,
My flower, decay.

[Spoken Verse 7]
Wither! Decay!
In disarray-
How could I let you die?
No one loved you more than I...

[Spoken Verse 8]
My life, the barren plain,
Nothing grows once again.
Nothing left for me to destroy,
Only the ashes of my dreams,
My obsessions.

[Spoken Verse 9]
My only love, extinguished,
By my touch of toxic corrosion.
No more shall I care for anything in this world,
Lest I render it blackened by my curse.

[Spoken Outro]
Grow not in my desert, flourish elsewhere,
Where you may be admired
By those who cannot taint your beauty.
For I, in my despair, would surely destroy you.
My flower...
Wither, wither, decay, and die,
As is your fate if you settle for I.
Written by Johnny_Silver (Johnny Silver)
Published
Author's Note
Wither is a follow-up to Defect, taking a verse from that piece that stood out from the rest and expanding it into this tale of infatuation turned obsession. The lyrics depict this flower in vast nothingness, my unrequited love in my life, the way I idolise her and wish to be hers, but I know I destroy every relationship I have and I'd hate to see her beauty wither by my hand. As much as I love her and wish she'd say yes to me, I know she doesn't love me and it's probably better for her to bloom elsewhere and not settle for me. I wouldn't wanna drag my best friend down with me into the emotional sinkhole my heart resides in.

Written by Johnny Silver on January 12th, 2025
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