Poison Ivy

by dharkanein

Beautiful is the pain

I go through everyday

Turning me into a beautiful butterfly

From the cocoon I’ve been.

You said this pain is baby of my mind

I should smile and move on

But you don’t understand what the hell it is

The more I try to run away it embraces hard

But believe me it’s not just a mind game

It is the devil residing in me, controlling & feeding on me

Now I have found the power to control it

My words…the ultimate power

My mind it might control but my words come from heart

I might not speak, on paper I write and defeat

I’ve found my wings to fly

That is the reason I call pain the POISON IVY.

 

 

3 Comments to “Poison Ivy”

  1. Nice one. Toxic and I like I like how you push through your problem!

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