Florescence

on

I’m running out of ink

Drowning in my sadness

Afraid to face myself

With no will to live

It hurts to breathe

Sinking deeper in my own words

Cursed with talents

Blessed with curves

Starving my gifts

Drunk at the party

Too stoned to feel

Went cold turkey

I let the pain pierce through my flesh

Burned my skin with tears

The screams chased away my sanity

I begged for the sun

I preyed on emptiness

I prayed for the light

I begged to come back to myself

Spiritual alchemy

As darkness left me

My tarnished heart grew wings

Saw her reflection

Looked up to the sky for guidance

She fed me affection

Watched my thorns grow strong

Light as a feather

Soft like my pedals

Lit up the night sky

We bloomed for the world to see

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