Withered Flower

You wither away — slowly

like a flower without water

You let your head down

Once full of dreams

Now drained

By reality’s spiky thorns

How radiant you were

Your color has faded

The firm stem turned weak

You dreamed big

And fell deep

Cast off the dark shades

Let me see your green again

I’m desperate to give you water

But you say the well’s dried out