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Violet

As you start to bloom in the smoky forest, thorns unexpectedly came from you at the same time. It was like the ones in roses. I never thought it was possible. How? I don’t know. What? Maybe I could give you answers to the puzzle that you, yourself created.

Clearly, you aren’t capable yet of handling things like that. It takes a lot of wisdom to see things that are invisible. And I who thinks knows better needs a lot of courage and strength to be patient enough to understand and get this through.

Violet, apparently your name and whatever it stands for is quite contradicting. And I have to admit that, that’s how I see you now, different – one element defining two symbols.

Sweet creature, your innocence isn’t leading you right. Your poisonous thorns are giving you away.

Darling, it’s eating you up through immaturity instead of growth. I may not be perfect but I’m honestly wishing I could give you the same nourishment I got when I was at your stage. I am hopelessly wishing I could make it work.

On the other hand, I wish I could take away those thorns, which I know is a ridiculous idea for I am aware as well that I can’t. No one ever takes away the pain it brings you other than yourself.

If only I could give you these roots of mine that keep me going, roots that gives me life. I could let my leaves fall if it means giving you light.
Lovely petals, if you’d give me a chance, you know I could offer you help.

Beautiful flower, don’t be too hard on yourself, you sound so unfair that way as well.

And violet, for what it’s worth, you pretty rock on the things that make you exceptional. Being unpredictable most of the time suits you.

- M
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