Letting go of love that once kissed my lips
Walking a new path I stumbled and tripped
A long cold plummet left me almost alone
Do I whither with Shame or rebuild and grow?
Sprouting through the soil and stretching for the sun
I grasp for every ray and drink them one by one
Feeling soft forgiveness and strong acceptance
Sadness has served its sentence
Purple petals relax themselves slowly opening with relief
This flower now sweetly scented grew from the ugliness of grief
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
Sharp words he spoke cut sharp as a blade
Slicing through my chest
I turn away
Sweet and soft slowly morphed into this
Simple treasures lost
Once found in this mess
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 4:18 PM UTC