Perspective Poetry Prompt (APPLE)

Apple of Mine
By Alyssa Varsanyi

I look up and stare,

stare into the apple,

the apple that was placed upon the bed

earlier that morning.

I stare as if its the only thing I can do,

I stare to look away from the one thing in the world.

The one thing in the world that held me together.

I notice

The apple's shade of red

red turns into grey,

grey intro black,

I stare into the black of the apple,

Watching tears drop

from the my exhausted face.

I notice

The leaf from the apple

shrivels.

Shrivels as if it was in a stop motion film,

from it's shade of lively green

to a dark shade of grey,

until eventually the leaf turns to ash

and flies in the air.

What is with this?

This oddly colored apple

black and shriveled.

The coloring from my face is missing

as i fall to the floor

in the middle of thought

the emptyness

and darkness

can not be withstood.

The battle has been lost

and the apple

seems to be the worst