The Seasonal Construct Cup

April Prompt #4

Pure Darkness

A snowdrop flower white and pure
like the loneliness that traps me
White petals with a dip to the ends
engulfed with honey scent
Lost and afraid I scurry
like a mouse from an owl
A ice pick hammering in my head
as strong as the roots and stem
Nowhere for me to run and hide
from being plucked from this earth
Like when a candle meets a flame
wax dripping down it's sides
A battle within my soul and mind
never to be freed again
Being alone is all that I know
a life that I have learned
Just like the petals as they fall
and lay upon the ground
Laying there drying up
is how I am inside
The beauty of my outside
doesn't match what's in
A black hole in my heart
that loneliness grows
Sunlight cannot touch it
the darkness always wins