this is me.
purely beautiful.
all this time,
buried underneath,
heavy earth.
soil that dirtied
my soul.
mud of the old.
seeds planted.
blooming.
flowers and stems,
garden beds.
words spun from delicate petals,
shaped into what lies here.
. . .
me. finally. i am me.
(i have not known
who i actually am..
why i am here..
what is my purpose..?)
when you finally discover yourself,
you can only cry a mixture
of both salty and sweet tears,
sadness and true joy.
pure beauty,
a discovery of self.
makes every single horrid thing,
i went through,
worth it.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
this is me.
purely beautiful.
all this time,
buried underneath,
heavy earth.
soil that dirtied
my soul.
mud of the old.
seeds planted.
blooming.
flowers and stems,
garden beds.
words spun from delicate petals,
shaped into what lies here.
. . .
me. finally. i am me.
(i have not known
who i actually am..
why i am here..
what is my purpose..?)
when you finally discover yourself,
you can only cry a mixture
of both salty and sweet tears,
sadness and true joy.
pure beauty,
a discovery of self.
makes every single horrid thing,
i went through,
worth it.
