i was made out of porcelain.
i think that i've had some
cracks in me for a while now,
but i've begun to mend them.
i've begun to try and fix myself
because i'm uncomfortable
with it being done by
anyone else.
i was forged in fire and
i am made of it.
i refuse to let anyone
close enough to see the
cracks.
i will fill them myself
with the fire inside me
and i will learn to love
all of me —
porcelain and fire,
princess and
dragon.
i may be made of porcelain —
i may be a pretty, kind princess —
but i was forged in fire and i am
made of it. i am a princess with
the heart of a dragon.
i am a dragon and i am
focusing on that part
of myself for now.
i will patch up my porcelain
and bury the princess away.
i will breathe fire and collect
my riches and fly far away.
but at the end of the day,
i am both porcelain and fire
princess and dragon
soft and sharp
and i am trying to find
the right balance
the princess wants
affection and love and
the dragon wants success
so what i am doing now
is loving myself.
getting to know me,
the person hidden
behind all of my walls,
curled up in the depths
of a dark cave.
i am half princess
and half dragon.
porcelain made in
fire and made
of fire.
i am broken
but i am healing
and the last thing
that i need is to be fixed by
the hands of another
to be loved by the heart
of another
i have forced myself
to be self-reliant and
independent and it
is not the time to
unlearn it
it is not the time to
learn how to let another
love me or how to love
another —
it is time to love myself
and accept love in all forms
besides romantic
and i continue being
sorry for this and being
so filled with sorrowful guilt
over and over
but i just don't want what they
want from me. it's not what i need.
what i need is
companionship
what i need is
familial love
what i need is
platonic love
what i need is
love from my
reflection
what i need is to
fix myself
and love myself.
maybe the princess
will win someday and
i will let myself feel the love
that all of these stories speak of
but it's not what i want right now.
i was made out of porcelain.
easily broken
but forged in
violent flames.
i was made out of porcelain.
i am made of fire
and i am meant
to be my own
knight.
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recycled poetry
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