Bursting Pure And Blooming

Bursting Pure And Blooming

Landlocked and scraping my belly in the depths of their apologies, I learned to hold my breath in an ocean of abandonment. The bitter taste of sunny days danced upon my tongue, twisting with the weeds of their neglect before I swallowed them, and felt the tear of my lungs bursting pure, and blooming the [...]

Upon Blooming Grounds

Upon Blooming Grounds

I have no one to blame but myself for the way I spent my days; exhausted from tiptoeing around your distorted judgements, and struggling to balance between the gushes of love flooding me, and the way my skin would prickle with insecurities from sliding through barren fields filled with the bitter echoes of your punishment [...]