Growing Pains

You say you don't like mind-reading

so it happens that my mind is a riddle

and I don't mind reading

between the lines.

Silence

echoes like buzz of a mosquito,

it's not you being awkward -

it's me being brittle.

Two broken glasses don't make a whole

sharp edges punching holes

but hey, let the blood flow.

Are we beyond repair 

or simply broken?

sharp shards scratching wounds

pounding open,

waiting to grow back or move forward?

Is this the epilogue or a foreword?

centrifugal escalations of conditions

anxiety fighting ambition 

Yes, we know how it goes

I don't care if it works,

They say growing hurts,

let our bloods flow.

-to Q.C.

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"They say growing hurts,
let our bloods flow."
Nice imagination and ideas used here.. I liked the mind reading thing you came up with.. Good read!

[Anonymous]

Thank you! This was still a draft, I need to do some work on it, and I appreciate the feedback!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome! No problem ☺