#WritcoPoemPrompt44
Think about a time in your life when you couldn’t make a decision, and write a poem based on it.

My dreams are like a flower
If I hold it tight it will wither
If I let lose it will disappear
Everyone here tried to hover
I sit still all-time without a giver
That remained within me forever
There was no longer a supporter
By then around all remained a loner
I possess to make a decision never
But I was unlike them was a braver
At the end freedom and dignity craver
A person bound to survive a dreamer
© Eve_writes_