Restless

I broke free of you

But aftershocks that range between 

a four and a seven

Sometimes tease my kneecaps

and send shivers up my spine

I have a fear of dark water

and it sits like a rock

in the pit of my stomach

It comes in waves

and when you opened the gates

I had the choice to sink

or swim in your flood

so I relaxed

and tip toed through 

instead.

You thought you could keep me down

but I keep my head in the clouds

because-

I can see everything on the ground

Then, I was a seed

I grew--

Even through your dark watered dirt

Now, with my face turned to the sun

I am ready to bloom

but still 

the scars from your shackles 

cant help from showing

I'm tormented

from the aesthetic

and constantly knowing

I still watch my step

and avoid your

drying puddles

But every now and then 

You soak through

My hardsole shoes

And give me cold feet

One day

My memory of you

Will be dry and dusty.