if you think about it,
you're just like a flower.
petals, of different colours
mixing, changing constantly
with the seasons
that you're so afraid of.
different shapes they are, just like your thoughts and what you want them to be,
there are colours and shapes you have that we're still waiting to see.
and the storms,
i know they're scary
they might even rip some of your red away
or your green
it shakes you
but you know
that its rain
is best friends with your roots.
so you decide to stay,
because your petals are too special
too complicated
to be ruined by fear
of what actually
makes you grow.
YOU ARE READING
sugarcoated painkillers
PoetryThis is a collection on writings/poems on different topics and thoughts that inspire me, or just give me a fucking headadache. •· ─────── ·🕷· ─────── ·• these come from different parts of my mind that inspire me and make me want to s...
