"My Deadly Cyns" —cynnie

“ 3 poem scraps ”

(un)title

forever together and always apart

my seven deadly Cyns

musically charmed snake

Loneliness

infinitely orbiting life

22 thriving: this was just a wish: surviving 18

red and cleanse

fill out this survey

quit the ritual

it’s okay to feel dark and heavy.

just know the storm will come,

and it will go.

cut down

i was

rotten

and decayed

i was

ugly to them

/

just a stump

two feet up from

the ground

/

destroyed

by lightening strikes

splitting my limbs

and soon it scarred

/

but i

did not die

with the tree

/

my spirit

carried

the seeds

that will rebirth

an evolved version

stronger

more resilient

to thunderstorms

that have broken me

sometimes i will slow down

turn around and walk the other way

but each and every time

i come back again

because i learned how to live a better way

i will not stop

not today not ever

because i will only ever always be resilient

i will not stay stagnant

i dont care how slow i move along

just as long as i stay afloat

treading water is enough

breathing just right after drowning

i will not stop

not today not ever