you left a gash
too deep to heal from
in a matter of months
a gouge
precisely created
to seal our memories
into me for a lifetime
so I never forget
you
and the scars
on my fragile flesh
from your crooked teeth
so ugly
to maim me
a sinister plot
to diminish
my beauty
from other curious creatures
craving
hunting
to taste
this rare fruit
marking me yours
immortal on my timeline
even when
you don't want me
just so no one else could
an evil
i did not know
could exist.
YOU ARE READING
WALLFLOWERS BURN WILD
PoetryTODAY WE SHED OUR EMOTIONS ONTO THESE PAGES LIKE OLD SKIN AND GROW INTO ANEW ONCE TINY CATERPILLARS NOW GORGEOUS BUTTERFLIES COCOONED NO LONGER WE BROKE FREE NOTHING TO HOLD US BACK NOW + THESE ARE THE STORIES OF OUR REVOLUTION.
