Blossom

A Poem by Jess K

I'm my worst judge.
I am me, just learning to breath,
not trying to hold a grudge.

I ripped myself apart,
shattered and scattered my own heart,
right from the start.

I put myself on trial.
Sealed all my emotions inside.
Don't want to get out of file.

Just need to heal,
learning to walk and run under the sun.
All these layers I need to peel.

Wanting to be wrong all along.
What will I find inside?
Words wanting to fall out like a song.

I am me, letting it all go with the flow.
The tears, I've locked away.
Still, inside I tend to stow.

When I feel like I failed,
genuine light don't bring fright,
when all good emotion has sailed.

Light my path.
Reach in and pull the termoil all out.
Hide me from my own aftermath.

Bring the glow.
I'm starting to appreciate more.
Ignite my soul.

When we have lost much,
pick up the shattered pieces.
Bring me back in touch.

Guide me, find me.
I want to see
what glory can be.