Under a blanket of cold white As Death wraps her arms in warm embrace Struggles a Flower Bud who wishes to bloom . “Why do you torment yourself?” she asks “Don’t you love me?” . But love or affection wasn’t on his mind He wanted to change He wanted to know what’s beyond the comfort of his surroundings Death cared for him so she offered to lift her blanket so that he may peek outside But not wanting any help, He adamantly declined and continued to struggle alone Death couldn’t bare to see him ...

Under a blanket of cold white As Death wraps her arms in warm embrace Struggles a Flower Bud who wishes to bloom . “Why do you torment yourself?” she asks “Don’t you love me?” . But love or affection wasn’t on his mind He wanted to change He wanted to know what’s beyond the comfort of his surroundings Death cared for him so she offered to lift her blanket so that he may peek outside But not wanting any help, He adamantly declined and continued to struggle alone Death couldn’t bare to see him ...