inspired by a prompt yesterday via Blissdom Wisdom Workshops
I just have… wildflowers in my heart
I just have… poetry pouring out of a hole in my head.
I just have… eyes that are puffy from tears I hold back. Or the tears I can’t.
I just have….love etched on my arms.
I just have… a soul full of ladybugs, butterflies, and songbirds.
I just have….aching, papery skin that shrinks away from touch.
I just have…fireworks of longing going off inside me, hues of purple, pink, and orange.
I just have…spiderwebs in places that I’ve left closed off for years.
I just have…a stomach that stays knotted up like some old rope on a ship.
I just have…an empty womb where swan songs were once sung.
I just have…a heaviness that’s too big to hold.
I just have…brown eyes that want to see inside you, see if you’re real.
I just have…an angry tendency to compare.
I just have…so much love for others, yet so little for myself.