Gifting Away

Want to return, 
to unknowing, the 
trap door. 

Filling up the gaps, 
the arrow slits. No more 
I will need weapons. 

Trespassing the, 
brutality of sin, committed 
against the sanctity― 

of body. This is how 
I am re-creating myself 
without morbidity. 

Annihilation, was not 
the answer. I am holding 
the gold leaves of sun.

Reviews

[. serah .]

~ beautifully expressed... i think i really relate to the idea of recreating oneself without unpleasant impressions or obtuse/biased opinions and/or misconceptions...