Healing In Stitches
Built from pressure,
stitched with love & care.
I rise from the ashes of the foul wretched ones
that once slept before me.
COWARDS.
Easier to run on a path of self-doubt, greed, and hatred
than to succumb to what is there
to unite us all as one.
Here I stand.
The reckoning.
The needle in the thread.
The rotten fruit of the forgotten ones.
Blessings in the lesson,
Stitched in every one.
✦
for you
unravel me
smooches