04-29-26
Messy
Blood dripping from my arms
I thought I deserved the harm,
alienated by my own pain; as I
laid on the floor while my
blood drained;
Healing gets messy; multiple
nights that kept me guessing,
it all happened for a reason
pain leading me to my greatest
seasons;
But my greatest seasons
come with a cost;
countless nights I still felt
lost; many nights I
wanted to die, still here
trying to shine;
Maybe I’m both, experiencing
both light and dark, pain
is my growth; its part
of my life my soul took
that oath.