Growing up she was taught the earth was sweet, and that
People were kind. As she grew older she found the deceptive
Ones were the people she trusted the most. the earth became
The only thing that could be relied upon. the fruit that grew from
The soil, couldn’t be any more bittersweet just like the life she
Was given.
All she ever knew was to give love freely, but that others would
Take it away like it meant nothing. chances would be given,
Excuses would be accepted. crying became a normal habit
Just the same as with eating and breathing. words spoken
Couldn’t heal the pain the pain that was hidden deep
Beneath the scares she bore.
Time passed, years slowly ticked by and her heart was in the same
Drought that would happen every summer in her town.
The reasons she believed in life and love became clear to
Her as she discovered her true self worth. The rotten berries
Were tossed into the garbage, just as her heart was by the
Ones who claimed to love her. She no longer hid the scars upon
Her but left them uncovered and open, proud that she
Became the person she needed to be for her own sake.
The struggles in life gave her lessons she needed,
The lies taught her to tread carefully in paths of those who
Claimed to be the sunrise and sunset in her skies.
The bad had turned to good, and the once good had turned into bad.
The memories she had would never be taken from her heart,
But it was time for a better start.
This piece is written about people in life who are toxic for you but, you still believe and give them every vital part of you in the process. You give and give until nothing can come out anymore. This piece is for anyone who has been abandoned or betrayed by a loved one (doesn't have to be a romantic form of love). Sometimes we have to act like a plant, let the rotten fruit fall away, and have a growth of a fresh fruit to become what we are meant to be.
