Content warning
This story may contain sensitive material or discuss topics that some readers may find distressing. Reader discretion is advised. The views and opinions expressed in this story are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of Vocal.
Took the fall and risked it all
Off the cliff without a roof
Into seven rings of hell
Friends who whispered, stayed aloof
Darkest days and darker nights
Under a weak and leaky roof
My dream was just to be myself.
My very name felt like a spoof
*
I remember your eyes.
The way you schemed but played aloof
You told me just what I was worth
And I told you, “I’m bulletproof”
All my worst and darkest fears
Brought into light, with concrete proof
But still, I didn’t run away.
I stood there, dauntless, daring you
*
Now, in the brutal light of day
The darkness feels like just like a dream
I see that all the fire I faced
Was fear that always lived in me
The shame you kindled with your flames
Was oxygen that set me free
And all the slights and blights
Were only triggers; acts of memory
*
I faced my demons, one by one.
I pulled each one out by the root
I walked through coals to heal my soul
Of all that stymied my pursuit
I asked Life to show me my truth
Lost and afraid, I needed proof–
Just like a phoenix from the dust
I've shown myself
I'm fireproof
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments (8)
Wow this is awesome! 👏👏👏
May you always have the courage of your convictions & confidence in yourself which you display in this poem.
Gorgeous powerful poem!
Ah to see how far one can come and realize our own strength is a beautiful thing! Well done!
This was so freaking powerful! I wanna make it into a necklaces and wear it!
I can relate to this on such a deep level, Joelle– reminiscent of an experience from my past. Every line was just perfect, but that last grouping… 🔥 💫✨
Great poem. So glad this didn't turn out to be a review of the old movie. Great idea, lousy acting, directing, writing, & no production values I could see.
This feels written from my own heart! 🥹👌❤️🕊️✨