My Heart is Like Strider/Aragorn

From the ashes a fire shall be woken

I was razed to the ground
But I didn't acknowledge it then
I ignored my heart
That was beaten to pulp
Because it happened so slowly
Yet the last blow was sudden
I kept my silence
Holding the pain within
When it came out
It came out rushing like a dam

What I didn't realize was that I was still aflame
Didn't acknowledge that life was my fire
And I had third degree burns
So I acted as if everything was fine
Because I thought it was

Then my therapist decided that now was a good time to open Pandora's box
I was eager to rid myself of demons

But they broke free and tore me apart
I didn't want to live anymore
Each day was constant pain
I remembered so much, too much,
Everything all at once

I had to learn how to slowly put out the fire
Because the steam would make things worse
If I didn't take it slow I would suffocate
I have worked hard on different angles on the fire

But then one day it hit me
It isn't that fire is bad
It is not wrong to be motivated by flame
It was just the wrong fire burning in me

So I learned to heal
And came to terms with my ashes
From these ashes a fire shall be woken
One that is full of passion and life
And it will keep burning bright

I will hold up my flame to the dark world
And light the candles in others I see
Here's to the revolution
Here's to me becoming me