Bloom

Slit my eyes vertically

So they open twice

For my mind to peak

Through the blood that leaks

Into the night

And watch as retribution draws itself

Onto my body

Slit my arms vertically

So flowers can start blooming beautifully

Through their bright red petals, I bleed

Hoping to be relieved.

I am a weed and I hope someday these flowers turn into trees,

So they overshadow me

And leave me withering beneath their leaves

Till the wind crushes me

And feeds me to the dirt

For the trees

So they can bloom

Beautifully.