For almost a two year course
through autumn and through winter
My heart ached with a sadness
almost unshakeable
My heart was coated in bronze
then striped of its shine
Within seconds
it was a color
that was the worst of its kind
I have worn four letter words on my thighs
and my arms in the form of pink scars
that aren’t so hard to hide
My thoughts have been through battles
of unthinkable agony
but
that is no longer me.
Oh how beautiful is it that
another soul can wrap around
and shine against your own
How someone you may barely know
can turn your heart from a rusting silver
to a burning gold
by their words alone
What was once pain
has become love,
and this time
I’m lost in all
the right
ways