Wilted

Wilted, that’s how I feel,
a flower that’ll never bloom again.
My petals droop and die,
fluttering to the ground one by one;
will I ever be restored?

I’m going through this phase;
maybe someone can relate.
Emptiness encases me
like a thick woolen glove.

I’m trying to escape the feeling
of being smothered and surrounded
by all that has invaded my insides
over these past fifty-some years.

Is it too much to ask
to be able to understand myself?

© 2025 Michelle Cook

*These were some personal sentiments I found when reading through my journal over this past year. I think I’m much closer to understanding myself now, but there are days when the weight of this world still closes in on me and reminds me of all the things I wish I could change. I’m happy that I never stay stuck in my head for long, and I generally snap back after a few days of wallowing in self-pity. I’m continuing to look for ways to keep a positive outlook on life. Nobody wants to be droopy forever. 😉


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19 thoughts on “Wilted

    1. We really do take too much in sometimes, but that’s the giver in us I suppose. And some of us often care until other peoples problems become like our own. My daughter was telling me today how she loves to listen to her friends and help when she can, but it all eventually wears her out. I think there’s a balance to everything we involve ourselves with. Solitude is often the answer. ❤️

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    1. I think you’re absolutely right, Cindy. And I think as we age, things just get tougher. There are now more people counting on us than ever before. It feels overwhelming some days. Hugs… 💞

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    1. Thank you… It can happen so easily. I’m hoping to make a lot of positive changes on my outlook over this year. Gotta start somewhere, may as well be now. I hope you’ll find ways to cope and feel a little less trapped knowing that you can share how you’re feeling here. I love WP so much for that reason. It’s my home away from home.

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