mistymusingsandwords

[mistymusingsandwords]

growing up

I learned that the hand that feeds you

Bites you too.

Growing up

I learned to suffocate my cries

For your

Growing up

I learned to turn the blade upon myself

To see you smile

Growing up

I learned to bend and twist into new shapes

To be what you needed

But

Growing up

I learned the hand that feeds you

Will bite you anyways

And Growing up

I learned that to reach for your hand again

Meant to also be bitten

[mistymusingsandwords]

i closed my eyes

and sunk to the bottom

drowning out the world above.

safe and alone

until i realized...

the monster was inside with me.

[mistymusingsandwords]

back to where it began. a cozy corner. Thoughts flew free. Art made every day.

laughs, smiles, and warmth.

back where it all began.