Perhaps you really aren't evil
But instead just slow to show
That the beauty you have given
Is one that most will never know.
You taught me that some laughters
Know how to fill my cracks
And the flood of tears within me
Lets me survive outside attacks.
You told me that my family
Is one my kids will never see
But the bloodline will have risen
To an ever-changing tree.
You've given me fragility
In the seconds that I lose
And astounding strength and beauty
In the ones I choose to use.
So I suppose that I could hate you
For locking up the past,
But the joys that you have given
Are more than what I could've asked.
j.c.
@midnighthinking on IG
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