poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
My body is a blossoming phoenix,Hibernating for the past year amongst darknessHer layers are being shed,Stripped at thought by thoughtPicking all the thorns placed so deep within skinThe words I used to describe her kept her stuck underwater,I continued to drown her in the pains she endured,I reignited the pain as it came up, made […]