once you're gone, you're gone. and there's nothing you can do.
so you say.
i was weak, broken, cracked, shattered
afraid to speak, afraid to stand, afraid to raise my voice and sing
i couldn't bear the weight of the taunts and jeers on my too-hunched shoulders.
i didn't want to speak up, speak out, because fear and terror had entwined my shrivelled tongue.
but let me tell you something.
there's a life inside me that no one can see.
there's a fire inside me that won't be put out.
ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
i will rise, shining after rust
you can't hold me down for long
because the lightning in my heart and the lights in my head will rip through like a promise of hope and survival
the voice in my throat will scream through in anger and agony
i am a wild beast, refusing to be tamed
i will rise up, no matter how much i am shamed
my wings will blossom and i will find my flight
like a phoenix that's not afraid to shine bright
try to force me out and make me roam
but nothing you can say can stop me going home.
YOU ARE READING
lyrical beauty
Poetry"one good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain." ~ bob marley verses of notes and chords; an ode to the vividest vice known to man - music. trigger warnings: occasional themes of violent love, angst, self-hatred, and overall dark i...
