Flourish

I've learned by now

That there is no life without pain

I've learned how the silence is really loud

Learned that my thoughts aren't normal or sane

But perhaps with that same pain and weight

Is how I can become something more

Perhaps its not too late

To take control

Maybe my meaningless bud

Could blossom and bloom

Maybe this body pumped by blood

Could make some room

For hope, or even happiness

And yes, I know, its a dangerous thought

Because hope is dangerous, more than the darkness

And as I look back at my life that has been wrought

How could I have room for such a thing?

But perhaps from that same dark, cold chrysalis

I will flourish and fly with ethereal wings

Through dark and light skies, limitless.

Can I take my suffering

And change it into something

Something more, something from my dreams

That I used to think were childish

And no, I won't be able to erase all the memories

All the hurt

But I can break through my walls and reveries

And learn to not be curt

Maybe I can take all the rotten words

Said to me like loser

And create my own world

With a brighter future

Perhaps I'm not broken beyond repair

Though it sure feels like it

And yes, maybe life isn't fair

Maybe it isn't patient

But maybe I had to lose

In order to finally find me

Now I can see through the ruse

Of sadness that used to surround me

Maybe now I can flourish

By accepting the dark and perished

As a part of me

And I'll stop giving courage

To all the others who are selfish

And I might just flourish

Into something more

I'll be strong, and no longer cower

At the foreboding Raven's crow

Maybe then I'll blossom and flourish

Into a beautiful flower

No longer a sad, meaningless bud

But something more...