Sometimes in the forest
they light fires to the trees and watch them burn
they call it a controlled burn
it’s better for the environment, they say, it’s for the best.
you used to do the same for me
you’d light my roots up and say it was for the best, for my growth, for my future
my bark would light, my leaves would crumble, my asthmatic lungs would fill with smoke
you’d say I’d never find someone else who’d put up with me
you’d say that no one else could ever love me
they fight fire with fire in the forest,
thin them out so it is harder for them to catch flames
you thinned me out so it was harder for me to believe that anywhere else I could be happy,
my limbs cracked, my thoughts of myself charred, caution tape and roadblocks
you thought you were saving me from me
you thought that I would get hurt if you didn’t tell me the truth first
I could have singed and stopped the fire but I thought you were right
I needed to know the truth
but now I know the truth
I was torched to the ground but never uprooted
my seeds scattered in the sparks as I found my worth
now I grow again, untouched and rebirthed
It was a controlled fire
but I learned that there would be another who loves me
and he waters me instead
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