Rose From The Ash

I remember first being cold
alone, outside and in
my eyes sore, drained
pinched red

Then, the swarm of darkness
light could never win
I would never be enough
it just played like a record over and over in my head
I had no reason to go on

Lastly, as the bed beneath me
began to burn
pulling me to a hell I had no place
there was a hand gripping
searching half blind…for me

With my lungs full of fire
I faced lying with the condemned
forever regretting my choice

It was you that pulled me from the flames
saved me from myself
restarted my heart
rose me from the ash

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