It got better

I guess that was the summer of drinking oxygen instead of soda

Pretending scars exist only on the outside

And blaming shivers of hunger pains on the chilly morning forecast

I spent last winter not quite asleep but never really conscious

Realizing heaven’s just a place I can’t fly to

Watching the birds soar past my window on paper thin wings

Nearly touching the sun, reminding me I could never and

Scolding Icarus for even trying

Springtime brought cherry blossoms and maybe a fresh start with her

I nourished the roses on my front lawn with blood and tears

Casting away the remnants of you

That was the first night I slept peaceful

And I guess that morning I finally woke up

Maybe that was the day I learned to stop trusting you

And start putting faith in myself

I guess it was then that I let the sweet flowers cover me in their leaves and vines

Douse me in nectar with butterfly wing kisses on my freckles

Huddling for warmth instead of engulfing myself in your cold arms

I used to fear you leaving, fleeing shadow running tall

Now I fear nothing at all