Paper Daisies #Poetry

For K.

Crumpled paper daisies,
like seeds of 

scribbled secrets-

blooming dreams-

& everything I am becoming

are falling from me,

along this mountainside

& I crawl in utter darkness.

My frozen feet // bleed 

on this cold path

of maturing yet

shattered dreams

staining the hem of

this snow white dress 
flowing around me,

as I stumble into dawn.

The shackles of ice

are ever so slowly 

cracking 

Splintering light as 

they melt

on this journey

releasing their grip

on the dark-

on my soul-

on my heart-

as they fall apart

leaving what was broken

once again whole-

& I walk 

& I climb on 

towards Spring.

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 30 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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