Poetry
TODAY
WE SHED OUR EMOTIONS ONTO THESE PAGES LIKE OLD SKIN
AND GROW INTO ANEW
ONCE TINY CATERPILLARS
NOW GORGEOUS BUTTERFLIES
COCOONED NO LONGER
WE BROKE FREE
NOTHING TO HOLD US BACK NOW
+ THESE ARE THE STORIES OF OUR REVOLUTION.
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we
as writers
do not apologize
for the words
we bleed
onto our pages
for inking the truth
that dare not
leave our lips
it is not because
we are polite
weak
quiet
it is ammunition
to destroy you later
for the pen
is indeed
mightier
than the sword
words are forever
words are history
they are sacred
they stay with us
longer
than anything
materialistic
it has carried
civilizations
on its mere back
so no
we need not
flesh to bite
we bite paper
+ and with this notion, we are free
you stayed
when miles and hours separated us.
you stayed
through endless job hunts and frustration.
you stayed
as toxicity and drama unfolded.
you stayed
because we're a highschool sweethearts dream,
and you know,
we belong to each other.
we have all along.
these letters are written for you,
from your indigo lover.
forever from my heart to yours,
you have always been the one i adore.