You want to keep all the doors shut
I think that says something about who you are
Just like how you like your meat dead
as a door nail
gray in the middle
You tried to unravel the fibers of me
and weave me into a tapestry
that looked like your idea of
an idyllic
pastoral scene
but the fiber of me
was too tightly woven.
You turned to using silence
as a sword
to cut down every sapling
of hope that I planted
and you stole every opportunity
like a thief in the night
and gave away all that precious time
to hours sitting on thrones
The mirror shakes her head at me
and says "girl you should have known"
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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