Deep Cut
This Flash Poem Friday, how do you get over parting ways with a friend?
I buried her discomfort
among our betrayals
Bandaged my heart
and tossed it in too.
Dug graves for bodies
of paragraphs
crossed out and torn.
Shore off my sharp edges
so I could fit in.
Erased who I
wanted to be
swore I couldn’t be.
Replaced it with
what they told me
I had potential to be.
When I unearthed our hatchets,
Our deep-cuts on each other,
they were no longer weapons.
I cannot be broken again
by rust and old world rules.
She
who once called me second best.
who only believed in bodies beautiful.
No friend without the end,
No bending to her will any longer,
The breaking apart of us
set me free.