Ressurection

I’d long ago told myself what I had to do
How I knew that I was lost, how I needed to take the final step
Move on. Let go.

I’d long for a while told others the same thing
Cut your loses, be brave, take the last step and burn the trash
Find your happiness, grab it, own it, fuck the rest of the world
Fuck those who couldn’t understand you or your pain.

I need to resurrect.

I’d let myself help others but refused to help myself.
I’d become the coward in the corner.
I’d fucked myself over and over again in denial and fear
I’d let the pain consume , brand, become me
And now I’ve lost it all and need to become a new being.

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