Poetic Justice.
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
Love is not just a verb, it’s you looking in the mirror. ~Kendrick Lamar
Tell yourself what you are.
Destined to be much more than what you are.
Hurt and pain is the game,
Tend to each wound with rise or shame.
Hold on to each scar but not in vain.
Clean it out and protect it;
Neglect it and get infected.
Poetic Justice
If I told you that a wound healed over time, would you trust it?
Trust is not just a noun, it’s a healing scar.