The dead plant

Little parts of me
Begin to break away.
The light has been dimming,
The bulb you never changed.
And I gradually dull
Skin flakes away.
You have seen me
Witnessed how I've changed.
How I don't smile
Like I used to.
The emptiness in my eyes
And silence in my laugh.
You ignored every sign
Closed your eyes to every symptom.
Allowing me to fade away
And die.
My bones, they soften,
I become less and less.
Weakening of my body,
Numbing of my mind.
How could you have let this die,
How could you allow this to happen?
To go so far,
And now there's nothing left.
I've handed you my wishes,
I've given you my future.
-Things you've put away,
Forgotten about.
The plant you haven't watered in a while,
No air in the room to breathe.
And my leaves curl up,
The tips turn brown.
The Soil dries up,
Yet In this I drown.
When I had the strength,
I tried to leave.
To save myself,
From your greed.
You kept me on your shelf,
Tried to bath me back to life.
But I've died already honey,
At what point, im still not sure.
All I know, is the plant has died,
And you can't bring a dead plant
Back to life.

It's over.

Reviews

[DoormanDan]

You have some interesting, emotion-powered imagery and symbolism here. I definitely enjoyed your use of these things. The only thing I feel is that the plant imagery would be even more powerful if it was more balanced out throughout the entire poem, as opposed to coming in during the latter half of it. The poem's basis is centered on the plant symbolism, and yet the first half isn't as clearly defined with said symbolism as the second half is. Overall, strong poem, but in my opinion, it just needs some slight tweaking to be even stronger. Anyway, keep up the great work! :)