rise

A step forwards is a step back

A track that my feet have worked into the grass

Head down

Eyes closed

Mouth press shut tight

I hold it all inside and scream

Silent at the stars in the sky

lines of red trace

seams in my skin

dripping life onto my shoes

as I dripp salt water onto my lips

whatever choice I make

is a choice that causes pain

I can not close my eyes any longer

I can not hold my breath

I must lift my head out of the water of

Dogma

And fight my own fight

My own battle

Earn my scars

I am a phoenix

Burning

Bridges

And crying tears of healing pain

Trying to remain the same

Can no longer be

The game

I play

I must

Emerge

On my own two feet

Believe

What I must believe.

What I must.