note to self

I hope that you burn

Reeling, tears streaming,

Gargling mother's milk to forget.

 

I hope that you ache,

Shaking, skin bruised,

Wishing for softer skin and less regret.

 

I hope that you smile,

Holding sunbeams, spinning,

Happy, satisfied, again.

This poem is about: 
Me

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