I lay a girl to rest in the flowers. She sleeps softly in her meadow bed. I stand by, Woman, strong. I love her with all my heart But I am glad I am not her. Not anymore. A snake slithers through the grass His name is Death And I am, at last, afraid of him. When he strikes at my heel, I crush his head. All my force aided by The blankets of comfort I wear around my shoulders- Collected from my Dear Ones And from the One above.
Suicidality fades, Suplexed by love. I loved myself with all the violence of a wrestler. I threw my self-hatred on the ground; Crushed the head of my snake.
Now- Back straight Head high Hair curling around a sun bonnet Skirt rippling out Boots splashing in puddles Music in ear and heart
I graduated at last From barely surviving To fully living.
This site wouldn't let me log in for a long time, but I just wanted anyone who has ever supported me to know that you were right. It does get better. ❤️