They say
“broken girls blossom into warriors”
Do I strive to break or be broken?
Read unspoken words
Scamper to the top of mountains
Look down at my bruised feet and my swollen chest
I feel no pain just my pride
For I’ve blossomed
Right?
Each chink in my armour
Makes me stronger
If you claw on my skin
It’s your fingers that bleed
If Someone breaks my bones
They slowly turn to gold
So I break, keep breaking until this earth
Is full of tiny pieces of me
Until there is nothing left to break
I’ve blossomed
“Broken girls” they say
Around here they break one everyday
They wipe off her smiles
That dazzled their eyes
Like rainbows coming up for air
They deem her beauty too bright
So they cloud it with their darkness
And wait for the rains to bathe away
The fairies in her tales
Until only the ashes of a phoenix remain
She’s blossomed.
They break us in droves
A factory plucking out each dream
Storing us in jars
Until the anger is just ripe
They choke us till we can’t breathe
They don’t see, we no longer need to
We simply wait
on the edge of life
Blossoming everyday
So here we stand battle ready
Swords unsheathed
Shields up
Ready to consume all their hate
Their anger is scripted on our skin
Scars that have branded stories
On a mind that wishes to forget
We are an army of warriors
Who never wanted a war…