Westeria

Revival

It starts fading...

I can feel it.

But, Nah. Imma let it be.

Crashing down...

I know it's bound to happen.

But, Nah. It's better if I let it be.

Breaking apart...

What's done is done.

But I can't force the hole in my chest to enswathe.

Shattered in pieces...

It is what it is.

But, Nah. I've learned to live with it.

I know I'm strong,

Or at least I look like I am.

That's the only thing that matters.

Not to me, but for those ugly thorns that surround me.

I know I have to be strong to survive this.

I know I have to be strong to revive from this.

These ugly things are squishing me,

Hurting me,

Torturing me,

Trying to suffocate the life out of me.

And one day, I know you'll succeed.

But that one day; is not today.

Today, I'm standing here,

Looking at you

With all the rage buried deep within me.

And I can feel the scorching heat surrounding me.

It's trying its best to suffocate me.

The flames are rising,

It hasn't reached me...Yet.

But it's closer.

I can feel it.

I know it'll burn me one day.

But I promise you,

I'll rise from the flames,

From the ashes,

Like an indomitable phoenix.

And, nothing can stop me then.

I swear.