Memories of you are soar grapes
Bruises and scars are what's left after life with you
You didn't whisper or talk
You shouted, shrieked and roared
Your toxic scents filled my lungs
Blocked my nostrils
Nightmares is what I get when I see your face
No, I will not come back
I found my peace, my strength
I'm a daisy,
Pure white and delicate
Spread wide blossoming in the sunlight
I'm healing
I thrive
Please stay away from me
About the Creator
Gal Mux
Lover of all things reading & writing, 🥭 &
🍍salsas, 🍓 & vanilla ice cream, MJ & Beyoncé.
Nothing you learn is ever wasted - Berry Gordy
So learn everything you can.
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
What a powerful poem, thank you for sharing this. Also what a wonderful picture you have chosen.
Excellent relatable piece ❤️😉💯