Toxic Wildflowers

I like to think that

Toxicity is the color within wildflowers

First I was joyous

Then I was overwhelmed

If I was asked to describe you

I said you were passionate

You were just protective

I never said your flaws

If you described me

You talked about my mistakes

How awkward I was

No good qualities were ever spoken

The sad thing was

I believed you

I trusted you

And you treated me like a prisoner

We would fight every day

And I always broke first

Scared that you’d leave

And I’d end up alone

You used my fear

Manipulating me until I cracked

I couldn’t stand you constantly

Saying no one would ever care about me

I was on a ledge

Looking down at oblivion

With you encouraging it

When she talked me down

Wildflowers are tainted

With toxicity

But she tainted them

With sunshine on a cloudy day

Now I flinch, frightened for my life

When my subconscious awakens at night

While she stays by my side

Reminding me how safe I am without you

Sometimes I wonder

What would happen

If my life ended

With oblivion consuming me

I think it’s a good thing

I decided to walk away

After all

This flower has grown so much

I’m able to talk

Without being judged

I’m able to trip

Able to make mistakes

Wildflowers are greatly overlooked

They are everywhere

But we don’t always notice

Some of them can be beautiful

A field of daisies can send me into a daze

With the sun shining down

Highlighting how happy I am

Now that she leached the wildflowers of their toxicity

At one point I thought that love

Was a complete sham

Now I think about her love

And wonder how I ever thought it was fake