Wallflower

My bestfriend challenged me to make a poem about him. :)

A wallflower,

So shy and so reserved.

Just a meek boy

Quietly observing

The scenes of everyday life.

I found him interesting

A science project in my eyes.

I wondered how a strange being could exist.

So cynical. So self-contained. 

I found myself drawn to this mysterious being.

To know the secrets that he keeps. 

But once I got sunk in, I could never get out.

I discovered the horrors

That this strange boy bears.

It broke my heart. 

How could such fragile being,

Such as him fall into this dark abyss.

I kept pulling and pulling,

Trying to help him get out of his misery.

But he's deep down the muck.

No matter how hard I pull,

He keeps going back. 

So I never let go. 

Every now and then, 

He'd go deeper

And then I have to start pulling back again.

And I know that I have to keep on doing this.

This never-ending falling and pulling.

Up until the moment that he could stand up

And get out. 

But until then, this potential rose

Will always be

A wallflower.

Reviews

[Firestone Feinberg]

An interesting and easy-to-read poem. Original, insightful, and unusual. Thanks!

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you sir. :)

[Adam Walzer]

Don't pull too hard you might rip his arm off. Good poem. I like how it comes full circle. Maybe as your friendship continues there will be a sequel to this poem.

[Carissa Marie]

Thanks. :)