I Wonder
By Cutie In A Death Cab •
From the tip of my pen
bloom beautiful flowers.
The bitter, black,
ugly ink from inside
transforms into something
breathtaking.
I lean in curiously, slowly, gently,
inhaling the aroma of dainty daisies and lovely
violets.
And i wonder how it is,
that seeds of pain
can blossom into sweet smelling miracles.