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Aug 2018
A scent so strong, but yet so sweet;
The colour that reveals itself, shines happily
It calms
It silences
And then it grows strong
The face so gentle
The head so strong
But then a heart so fragile
Something can go wrong
My hands all *******
Then my body suddenly turned into a shield
Im protecting what im fighting for
Im protecting what isnt real
I turned away
I shut everyone out
I turned into ticks that pierce right through my body
The vicious thorns force me to bleed out every fear
Im struggling inside the garden of mazes
I struggle to untie my knots
My blood flows into the stem
My veins are snapped from the thorns
I learned to defend but now im completely protected
I have built a garden, then i grew what decided to pierce me
I grew a rose that replaced what couldnt be new
I screamed
And then i yelled with different volumes
I wanted to break myself
My pedals are slowly falling
My thorns are growing fast
My body continues to wrap around my space
Im in the middle of trying to let myself go
Written by
Caterina Correia  34/F/Bolton
(34/F/Bolton)   
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