• crystal_oeuvres 6w

    Torn

    Brave was the last time I fought endlessly,
    Bruised and stained below the surface,
    Like a leopard but less, driven at first,
    I had fought my unthinkable,
    Ripped and ripped till I was disabled,
    My breaths are shattered, my lungs manoeuvred,
    I live still, torn but now reborn,
    Birthed by death, I'm now the storm.
    ©crystal_oeuvres