From the Ashes
self-portrait of rebirth
I desperately wish you could stay
No matter how broken We are
You twisted my words
And turned them
Into daggers
You weaponized my art
Making me a prophet
Of my own demise
You said my stories
Changed lives
But I kept failing
The expectations
You had set for Us
I kept falling…
Slipping out of
Your arms
But surprise
When I got to the bottom
You were already gone
Surrounded by darkness
Shivering
With tears in my eyes
I finally understood
Only one of Us
Would survive
And that very day
I became my art.
About the Creator
Martyna Dearing
Martyna Dearing joined vocal in the midst of COVID in April 2020. Since then she got a few Top Stories, became a widow and a poet, and self-published two poetry books titled "Loved, Death, and In Between" and “no title yet”.
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