Amnesia

As she goes to sleep
I ask myself
Where do we go when we sleep?

I imagine a garden
This garden is taken care by a gardener
This garden is full of flowers

and every day the flowers seem to just add up

This garden is beautiful

This garden is yet to be spoiled

Some of the flowers are colored

yellow;

blue;

and red.

The flowers that are full with hues feel so alive

Yet there are some flowers that have no color

There are some that don't have petals

Those ones feel forgotten

Those ones feel dead.

One day she was in a car

and then everything went black

The flowers were slowly dying

the color was begging to unsaturate

until there was none of them left.

And she woke up in a hospital bed

with a health report saying ^
                                                   

Author's Note

Goodbye my sweet evergarden.

Reviews

[The Daisy]

Huhuhuhu 😭😭😭 I like this.