poison
has run
into my veins
eversince
yet it also has me
shedding in tears
mistakes
flow
into my blood
making me look
twice as bad
people always thought of me
as a coward
who just runs
what they didn't know
is that i've already loaded
my gun
my bags were always packed
of the future
ahead of me,
of the ghosts from the past
i'm always ready
to see
maybe they have underestimated
the current
that i was,
not knowing the depth of its ebbs
brewing, raging
wanting to set free
just waiting
for the right moment
they all say the words -
and now that they do,
all the accusations
will be proven wrong
all the downgrades
will not matter at all
because this is the time
to stand tall
no matter how others bring you
to fall
also
they were
so unaware
that we've got the same blood
flowing
on our veins
mistakes -
was all we are
but i'm here
to prove them
that there's more
to these scars
they are mistaken -
for not seeing
the storm in me
believing they were
calming drizzles
& breathy air at sea
they have forgotten
so many things
but
i'll show them
what calamity
also brings.
YOU ARE READING
coffee stains
Poesiathe cracks on this cup still remains, its stains still unwashed.
