Gold in the Cracks

Lily_

I don't think you ever meant to break me

But you chiseled away at my porcelain skin

Until

There was nothing left

But a cracked half-smile

I found the pieces

 

I don't think you intended to burn me

But

You lead me to the fire

And I had no choice but to

Touch

The stove

My skin callused

 

Now--

I know you tried to drown me

But you're not as deep as you think

And

I can swim.

 

Still, your flood washed over me

Just enough to nourish a seed

Deep in the pit of me

 

Weeds and wild flowers

sprouted and tangled

Their way up

And bloomed through my lips

 

Lillies and Snapdragons-

They taught me to

Spitfire 

back at you

 

Your skin

blistered

in the heat

The light illuminated the 

Lost

fragments of my porcelain skin

I've put them back together again.

 

Now--

I've got gold in the cracks

And I'm stronger then I have ever been.

 

 

  • Author: Silk (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 8th, 2018 02:05
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 45
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Comments3

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good strong write, may that gold within you turn to steel to make you stronger as you move forward.

  • Caring dove

    wow, such a lovely and beautifully written piece of writing ... completely love this , really , well done .. this is very clever

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed



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