EMBERS
What I have become, is only what remains of what used to be...
Forgive my selfish heart, my lustful aim,
my ungrateful speech, and clearly envious vein‐
Stuck in a world full of "wants" that can't be had...
and "not wants" that are forced into my hand‐
Blessed are the hearts of those who are grateful for their sleepless nights,
who still desire to be a light...
I am not one of them.
And the same are those who rejoice in their sufferings,
who choose to continue to be a voice...
Neither am I one of them.
I have become nothing but embers of what used to be...
what used to be a living vessel, now just an empty body...
waiting for its final breath to finally go up in smoke.
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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