Corpse Rose

Not unchanged
Not broken
This is just how I am now
A deep breath of acceptance is better than railing against alteration
A word mirage leaves a mouthful of sand
The blood exits when the scene ends
All of these dead things are gone when I can no longer find them in my heart
When I remember dates but don't feel them
Corpse rose blooms
Corpse rose wilts
Heart pulled like taffy with the shameful, unstoppable pain
So cruel?
So bare?
This is just how I am now