Sunflowers
Constant reminders
Pin-prick my heart
Till I bleed out
Melt down quietly
Alone
No one notices
Try to regain calm
A tentative hold
Easily broken
Disquiet
No one to bleed the toxin
Clean the wound
Allow for healing
Instead it silently
Festers
Copyright © Shoshana Batson | Year Posted 2014
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