your mind is a garden,
filled with wildflowers
and sprawling weeds.
they have overrun
every part of your skull.
hidden away in
your youthful mind.
sometimes, you just need
to clean out the weeds
before you can fully
b l o o m
—and bloom you will.
YOU ARE READING
calm as chaos, clear as smoke ✓
Poesie❝𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.❞ a collection of poetry. title insp: bad luck by former vandal.
