Little by little,

They rise in flames,

Like cigar bursting to smoke

and steam springing to vapours.

The shards sting my veins

I use fire to melt its crystal

Engraving its sizzle

and burying its pain once and for all

Believing the fire would billow

In haste to rise above all

Leaving me forever in glow.

Little by little

they rise in flames

Burning in ashes, my barren land.

Stricken

One match ignites

My soul, death brought to light

Truth's flame, burning my flesh

and bone

'Til gold

Even geraniums wilt in hard rain,

their salmon pedals prune and break

like molted plumage, pirouetting downward

to make the descent of their last end.

Even geranium stems buckle under heavy wet,

crook toward the Earth in prayer

that the clouds should part

so that light may offer a new beginning.

Even geraniums can weather a storm,

keep tenaciously rooted in a bed of soil

made sodden by the vigor of a squall.

Even geraniums soak in the vitality of their affliction

to straighten, rise, and bloom once again.

The Phoenix's myth, encanths the weak

Plays with them like a sweet minx

Those begging to be saved of a withering jinx

Thinking a single fire could save them like her kiss

Sisyphean is the task which hopes to be miraculous

Only constant improvement can be revitalizatious

I had a good life ...

my dreams are heaven

there were those who envy me

there is a question for them:

“Is this your purpose?”

“destroying me?”

“no”

“I can bear it all”

But ...

They set a trap for me

They assured me

They have gained my trust

And one day

they gave up on me!

they have betrayed me!

they made fun of me!

they humiliated me!

and I

my heart cries

my heart was broken

I was weak

I was a coward

I’m tired of life

I hated life

my family has left me

luck left me

but one day

I decided to change everything

that’s enough!

I’ll be strong

I’m gonna be happy

I’ll be lucky

that is why

I wrote this poem!

I fight constantly

i will not give up on my dreams

I am supported by God

I am supported by my family

I’m eager

I will never give up!

just go ahead!

Go ahead!

Go ahead!

I will not stop

never!

never

never!

***

...goodbye, cowardice

I gave you my heart

i wanted to give you everything and more

but those weren't your plans

i once saw that "a man says "the last thing i want to do is hurt you" but it's still on the list huh? "

i guess I didn't want to believe it.

because i still continued to fall deeper in love with you.

every conversation

every message

every glance

i felt myself fall for you more

i was just digging a deeper hole for myself

so when you decided you were done

you gave back my heart but it was in a million pieces.

My heart will never be the same, it's true.

i had to crawl my way out of that hole

everything bruised and scarred

but from these scars you left on my heart i grow

i learn.

i guard my heart.

and every look at you is a memory of what i was willing to do for love for you, and it only makes me think, that I'll give my love to someone who deserves it.

Im stronger

i wont fall for a player

You were the fire in my heart that burned it to ashes.

but like a pheonix

i

rise

from

the

ashes

In the quiet of the snow

tears are stiff and frozen

no longer bleeding down her face.

In the quiet of the snow

her painful secrets now exposed

and the conditions of your love revealed.

In the quiet of the snow

you left her all alone

the heavy flakes now resting on her shoulders.

In the quiet of the snow

she learns to stand on her own.

A world of warmth awaits her.

In the quiet of the snow

your tiny world caves in

weighed down by fairytales and shame.

In the quiet of the snow

her passion stokes the fire

illuminating the revolution within our reach.

I

am no saint.

But my sins destroy me.

I

have done wrong.

But my rights are selfless.

I

am not perfect.

But my judgement is withheld.

I

walk a fine line.

Between moral righteousness

and self-hatred.

I

define

and redefine

myself.

I

burn that which no longer serves me.

Onewards, upwards

Through a spiral of ashes.