A piece of writing about me and cactus. |
Standing desolate, isolated, my trials I take on My environment so dry no contributions to my well-being No longer do I cry from thirst Beyond my grasp is the sky Dormant, no rain To steal this pain I was always thirsty for support My family, prefers to solely thwart Growth and life for me My kin doesn’t wish me to be free Progress they love to halt Pensively, solo, I finally realized Their absent love, Truly isn’t my fault My outermost layers offer pain Too many times I believed in nurture vs. nature Presently a shell with spines Dig deeper you find my innermost qualities So brilliant my resilience shines Water I preserve, essential for my life Regardless of this endless strife To live free Exactly how I want to be Gradually I’d start to see No benefit from dwelling on scrapes and scars Holding onto that pain will solely provide one thing In front of my life I will only see bars Feeling nothing more than restrained This solo act has plenty to gain Healthy, and peaceful is my ideal climate You perceive this lonely life improperly My roots are here It’s time to lose all this fear Shine on and reside Year after year Make no mistake This task is anything but easy Scorching heat throughout my days Patiently waiting for those moments it becomes breezy I am not a complicated individual Buried deep beneath all this is a soul Simple, that’s where true pleasure and growth come from A light rain shower for me to absorb the essence The sun’s rays enveloping my entire form Following these pleasant necessary happenings Always is a storm My meaning being more trials and tribulations Whatever form they are presented I will stable and defend my home You judge me before my true self is even known Try step on me, push me down Further into the ground For a small time perhaps I’ll reside there bleeding However, in the end I will pick myself back up There’ll be dust and confusion Just know your vicious actions Provide the methods I’m using Something like me doesn’t form overnight There’s a process, slow, but one must be patient Truly finding my inner peace was not rapid Through experience it was earned I will never doubt my life is a gift Many influences try to deter me so swift An individual abstract of some form Your heat does not possess anything warm Doubtful, spiteful, judgmental are your thoughts Uninvited you will be and this is sworn Gracious for this past I call my own Confused from my birth Learning to create my zone Finally separating myself from your dry offers Was the day I knew I would be okay There is nothing left for me to say Other than when the sun rises I will bask in it’s glory For I have let go of my fear and embrace my story. |