As the drought continues its rampant rage, I thirst and hunger for love........... My pedals are to weak anymore to stay open hoping for a rainy day... The color begins to fade as I turn white then blackness of the limbs begins to settle in, No longer having the strength to stand up straight, I begin to lean forward in darkness. The red of my pedals of love and emotion begins to die as they turn and wilt away in this drought... I strong gust of lonely, hateful wind blows by wiping out my withered extremities across the floor of the broken hearted soil... My core of light and happiness begins to dry as I further fall towards the earth in darkness... I need water!!!! Help!!!!! My core survival finally gives and my slender body finally falls to its death trampled on by people that don't understand......... (8-23-2008)
