meowiirisu

“Get away from me!” I shriek, I’m entangled again, I’m overwhelmed. Once a brilliant flower, vibrant, vivacious. “Let go of me!” I shriek, inflexible in your constricted grasp, I’m hopeless. Once a prosperous field, forthwith, I struggle to breath. “Be gone!” I shriek, as you encase me with your firm stems, I’m defenseless. Once blooming with unending beauty, abruptly, I grimace and wince. “Flee!” I shriek, I feel myself weaken as your grip suffocates me, I’m etiolated. Once infinite and free, yet now my petals shrivel to the ground, destroyed. “Leave