My bare feet walk through the dead garden, thorns ***** my calloused feet and blood begins to seep into the soil beneath me.
I fall to my knees, my palms hit the ****** soil.
My nails dig into the ground, turning black.
I look up into the sky looking for answers, I scream into the stars but they only seem to stay quite.
I hear coyotes howling for each other, the crickets dancing to there own music.
I lay down, embracing the throbbing in my feet.
Im done, I wish to fall deep into the soil.
For roots to spring out of my toes and cling to the earth.
My eyes be glued shut from the minerals enriched in the soil.
For my body to rise above the ground as a beautiful flower, beautiful colors shining out of me.
I wish for people to walk by and smile as I flourish in beauty.
I wish...

Our hearts bleed for those who don't

my eyes are glued to your shoes,
too scared to look up.
too scared your green eyes might meet mine.
too scared they won't look at me like they use to.

I am not the wood from the benches that I sat miserably on in the courtroom. But the yellow in the petals of the beautiful sunflowers that danced beneath the sun.