"Dried Flowers"

You're fragile.
So am I.
We're like a bouquet of dried flowers.
Preservations of the people that we once were before trauma siphoned our souls of all nutrients.
Sit with me while I sit with my discomfort.
It's what I need from you during moments that I cannot distract myself from my pain.
My grief.
My darkness.
Embrace me.
You don't have to tell me that everything will be okay.
We don't have to lie to each other...
Or to ourselves.
Your presence is enough for me.

Themes: Fragility, trauma, healing, resilience.

Analysis: This poem uses the metaphor of dried flowers to convey the delicate balance between trauma and healing. Dried flowers represent the preservation of experiences and emotions, symbolizing the endurance through hardship. It highlights the resilience required to keep going despite the pain, and the process of mending over time.