A walking nightmare

A walking nightmare

A Story by MamiBrat

A walking nightmare. A flower blooming in a mucky brown swamp, sheds a ray of color across the gloom. I am that flower. The flower who seems out of place, but really can change the mood with some people. Some people step on me, others just observe, but I know I am the kind of person who can crack a joke, lend a shoulder to cry on, or just to vent to. I'm that person that when I'm missing, people know, and ask about me. So, me being a pretty flower in a yucky mucky swamp, May not be a bad thing. Flowers bloom, and populate. That's what I do. I bloom. And with every smile, snicker, giggle, even tear, a new flower blooms, giving that dark nasty place a little color. It don't take much. All you need is a kind heart, a contagious smile, and an open mind. Let the flowers overpower the dullness, the sun shining, and make the swamp into a meadow.


3/26/15

© 2015 MamiBrat


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Sounds like a lily, a lily which is not defined by the mud and lets in slide off, ultimately brightening the place more. I liked "with every...a new flower blooms"

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Added on March 29, 2015
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MamiBrat
MamiBrat

Lebanon, PA



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Hey y'all. I'm a 25 year old mother of two, and I enjoy to writen sometimes it's random, others are poems about the moment I'm in, or sometimes I write journals. I'm also a music lover, so I live lyri.. more..

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