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Bloom

A poem about my identity

By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹Published 3 years ago 1 min read
Bloom
Photo by Javardh on Unsplash

Look at me.

I am a ghost of my past selves.

I don't know if I like this new version of me.

I'll hide it from you.

How haunted I feel by them.

I don't want to be her.

I want to feel like me again.

But as I said,

I am haunted by the ghosts of my past selves.

I want to put this version of myself back up on the shelf.

But I don't know how to let go of anyone or anything.

I want to tear down my walls and be vulnerable again someday.

But until that day comes,

I will continue to hide inside myself,

While waiting to bloom.

Chloe Rose Violet

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About the Creator

Chloe Rose Violet 🌹

quiet about the wounds

loud about the healing

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  • Mother Combs2 years ago

    great poem

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