Where have you grown from?

I hope to plant beauty in the dirt before me

Caught in the premise of chainsaws

Burning crosswinds

Blowing with violent chance

Stands the firmest of saplings

Budding fast and bearing leaves

To capture the light of promise

With arms outstretched to the sky

We don′t look down to ever wonder why

Why the world around us burns

Take my body

Torch every piece of me

Caught in the premise of chainsaws

We focus on what we want and not wherе we need to be

It reflеcts our plight

Dead cells you cannot see

Bloom

Where have you grown from?

I hope to bloom and plant beauty in the dirt before me

I will make the toxins much easier to breathe

When the sakura blooms

The moonlight spills over

Standing on my own two feet

The branches will tell a story entwined with pity and adoration

I will breathe redemption

I will sustain

May roots take my legs and petals sprout from my brain