I can't rewrite my history, nor can I turn back the needles on my watch. So I'll rewrite myself instead.
I'll dye my hair until it's fit for a museum. I'll burrow into my flesh and crown the wound with jewels. I'll make my skin a canvas until you mistake me for art.
I'll do all these things until I am lovely only to myself- Until you flee from my presence from the sight of me alone.
I'll remind myself its better this way, as I surround my Ruins with those who will gaze upon the spectacle that is my Self, and weep- Love unbound christen their tears and for Once
I am Whole
A rough draft. Thoughts? Critiques? Please- share them! I'm always open to listen!