#06

Wildflower Poison

Walk not into the meadow of wildflowers
Mama told me the other day
For it is not safe to smell the intoxication
What is imagined to be sweet
May take hold of your senses
And leave you in a state of
Amnesia. Delirium. Inebriation.

Walk not into the meadow of wildflowers
Papa told me just yesterday
It will leave you wanting
For you shall pine for the insobriety until you have a whiff
And when you do have a satisfying whiff
What you are, what you are to become
All shall be lost

Walk not into the meadow of wildflowers
I tell myself
Just as I skirt at the meadow’s ingress
The colours, violet, blue and yellow
Indigo, and amber
I stand at the pathway entranced by the beauty
Clenched with the anticipation
I walk into the meadow
Paying no heed to what Mama said
Turning a deaf ear to what Papa said
I walk into the meadow

Walk not into the meadow, they said
But oh dear me, I am already in.
Inhale not a single breath of the wildflowers, they said
And I lay engulfed with the scent of their poison
As I stood amongst the lethal flowers,
Enwrapped in their heady luxury,
The voices in my head muted once and for all
I felt a peace in the poison
A paradise in a prison
I succumbed to the beauty
That was the Wildflower Poison

- Saoirse x

Edit: I cannot believe this was POD. I still do not believe it. But thank you @mirakee I appreciate it.