grace

grace Jan 2019

i scrub the thoughts away with water and acid
soap isn't enough so bleach in cuts it's all that should remain
in the damaged figure that has begun to become my body
my heart aches at the sight of blood but it opens me up for more opportunities
chest
school
arms
career
thighs
hobbies
heart
money
ears
family
eyes
success
lungs
     lungs
          lungs
               lungs
                    lungs
in my body grows the leaves of the others
who have been waiting to be set free
branches bring my lungs to collapse
as my body becomes life for two others
she was a tree
The tree of life

The story of a new mother who's family and partner abandoned her. She struggles to make ends meet for her two unborn children, and thinks of all the things they could have. She opens up "holes" or "cuts" in herself to make room for what they need. Complications arise and she dies giving birth (in this case life) to two children who will take her place.

#story #child #plants #future #success #pain #loss

grace Jan 2019

bliss.

fingers graze over palms
walking on a long trail
begging to meet each other's grasp
strain on heart stings previously played like violins
the sun sets above a glass of rosé
rivers of pink bubbly wine
a garden grows like a field
covering the sunset and fading to dark
stars grow down from the vines
her immaterial body darker then the midnight blue of the "sky"
their fingers interlock
bliss.

a sunset becoming midnight described as an overgrown garden. it becomes harder to see when nature is overwhelming your personal life and you're unable to find time for people. it's when you have a combination of living in the real world and your fantasies that you can find the most happiness. (all my opinion)

#night #bliss #sky #nature #garden #love

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