i am bitter
sour even
it does not
bring me joy
to think of you
anymore
you're just
a stamp
in my passport
an eternal damnation
to a part of hell
i settled into
for god knows
what stupid
fucked up
reason
maybe
i felt
i deserved it
your love
was form of
punishment
for my wrong doings
my naiveness
my yellow-streak
my pride
all for what?
the ice-cold truth is
the heartbreak
changed me
for the better?
i'd like to think so
gaze up at where i am
this is where i ended up
the views are magnificent
up here
i
no longer ensnared
in your cage
maybe that's what i deserved
then
but now
i've been redeemed
to be better
i can do better
than you
us
and all the dimensions
we'll cross paths in
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.
