Once a seedling, now towering in the air
Sunflower
All was swell until he came along
Now I'm falling without a care
He pushed in deep
Taking all my roots had
I dare not make a peep
"Your protecting them"
These words made me mad
Pain was just a metaphor
Slowly breaking at the stem
His every touch was to the core
Carving my insides like a pumpkin
Only holding on for them
Either 2 innocent or my skin
I chose mine...
Sunflower Falling
Laying there motionless
Only wanting him to end
Out of fear, I'd never confess
"I'm his medication"
Every chance he'd have me bend
Soon we migrated
West is where we went
Problems were created
He was distracted and spent
I felt a little freedom
Then it happend
He died in a kingdom
Now I pretend
"It never happened"
Sunflower Falling
with broken pedals
I will rise
About the Creator
Isidora Patrick
As a mother of three, I’m on an exciting journey to build my homestead while rediscovering myself after my third child. I share stories about parenting, self discovery and explore creative writing and poetry. Join me in embracing the chaos!


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