Clouded with a miasma of confusion
Reeking with the stench of depression
Oozing with the gore of incest
Coating everything with its horror
Maggots of self-doubt burrowing
Through my confidence
That was me…
Then…
Watered by the tears of my sorrow,
From this mound of muck
A seedling appeared!
Chartreuse with veins of color,
A rainbow of color
Hesitant, hopeful, healthy
Basking in the richness of the fertile ground
From which it sprang
The chartreuse wonder stretching upwards
Toward the sky becoming stronger
Using the coating of incest as an armor
Against further abuse
The maggots of self-doubt take wing
And fly away
I need this shit!
It makes me strong makes me grow
Chartreuse leaves unfurl revealing gems of color
Shimmering in the light
Of love and compassion
My stalk grows strong
As I discover my God Self
The center of my being
Tendrils stretching out
Timid at first—then stronger
I need this shit,
It makes me grow
The once tiny tendrils grow into branches
Sturdy branches the armor turning into bark
And from these branches of experience
Appear beautiful blossoms of love
From the blossoms emerge fruits of compassion
And after the fruits bide their time
They drop the seeds of my legacy
I need this shit…
It makes me stronger
And Keeps me growing
