A gloomy flower,

Sat atop my worn hand.

All under the gaze,

Of a star studded

Night sky.

Tears were dry,

As the weight finally snapped my back.

Against the cold earth—

The answers I desperately sought

Appeared in front of my eyes.

Stuck for so long;

Finally free again.

No easy road,

But that's alright.

A journey too short

Is one I'd rather not embark on.