Oh wow thank you so much! I’m always at a loss for words whenever I’m shown any gratitude because I find it so overwhelming but still incredibly uplifting.
Honestly thank you!! xx
Is a poem
With no context.
Just a bold title;
preceding an empty canvas.
I tend to test
The freshness of an apple
By pressing my thumb into the skin
And if I leave a dent, it’s not worth tasting.
I feel like we do that to people
We press right into each other,
Until bruises form.
We keep pushing and pushing,
And delving deep.
Then we leave each other.
Once our skin isn’t as tough as it once was,
Once the marks shine through, proving our weaknesses,
We look for fresh slates.
We look for broken souls to break even more.
We bruise the people we touch,
Whilst waiting for the bruises
To fade from our own skin
Thank you so much.
However I’ve been straining to write recently. I can’t seem to conjure anything in my mind, or my heart. But messages like this really do push me forward.