Blood-Stained Flowers – Day 181, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Luster of moonlight radiating off of splattered blood will blind most who come across it.
I,
For one,
Would rather admire the one Tulip that wasn’t stained on a battlefield I’ve never fought in.
The world may be as ugly as our darkest desires,
But,
That doesn’t mean beauty doesn’t surround us everywhere we go.
Just,
A choice we’re given the minute we wake up.
You can either scoff at life and its never-ending trials,
Or,
You can pass them,
With a smile,
And,
Appreciate each peony blossoming in the face of our despicable nature…