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When will you realize that I am no longer who I used to be.

You rid me of the hope I had and the beauty I used to see in this cutthroat world.

Every word and hit you landed on me made sure of that.

You did not let me grow up and instead pushed me into the shallow looking waters thinking I would survive.

And you're right I did.

But at what cost?

Only my humanity of course.

How ironic it is that you wanted me to thrive and pour gold out of my waking life.

When I came out burning from sulfur and ashes.

No warning and no mercy, no.

You never taught me what that was.

All the expectations and dreams set into my very being with no thought of what it would take.

I am not your saving grace nor your chance for another life.

I am not made for your salvation, to make up for what you could not have.

I have always been so much more than that.

You birthed me from fuel and soot.

I was never meant to be what you predicted.

So do not come to me with your expectations of obedience I will never yield to your maltreatment.

I will never be molded into what you want of me.

-Kore
thanks mom and dad :)))
leeaaun Mar 2021
erasing my existence,
to make a mark of your existence
isn't a permanent solution.
because those who are meant
to stay forever they won't
try to end up someone's life over this.
they know their value,
that's why they will wait
when you will create a hurdle for yourself
which you supposed it is for them.
they will think, you are gone forever.
but that forever is theirs end.
as when their breath will end,
karma will rise me up from the ashes
where i have been sleeping—
to live my life for eternity.
from the start, it was their lose.
so fool to understand the schemes of life.
fool will become a fool, of he will fool you
Terra Levez Mar 2021
Holy water
   cannot help you now

A thousand armies
   couldn't keep me out

I don't want you money
I don't want your crown

See, I've come to burn
Your kingdom down.
Ashes, ashes and they all fall down.
Part of an original piece by Florence and the Machine.
Jay M Feb 2021
Hollow and stone
Follow the bone
Up the spine
Through thine
Decaying marrow

Nerves barely tingle
Rippling, thoughts mingle
Wisping through delicate strings
Concealed bell ring, rings
Echoing through the piercing silence
Seeking out no such guidance

Whispers tell fragments of an intriguing tale
Rise of the spirits, only to shatter
Pierce the fragile veil
Words to crumble and clatter
Into a fumbling mess
Consisting of disaster and stress
To a well-worn gate
At last torn by great emotions, perhaps hate

Fires of many to burn
Lessons still to learn
From the ashes to be born anew
Some to bid adieu
As form is to reshape
Forged from fires of passion
Still with every scar and scrape
No longer of ashen soul
Finally, becoming whole

- Jay M
February 22nd, 2021
Man Feb 2021
in her clenched hand
she held a rose,
recently wilted

i saw its thorns
dug into her palm
like wire barbed


small and unassuming
gasping for breath
she had the heavy scent
of gasoline
each iris was a lit match
and she laid her gaze on me

let me be your fuel,
burn me down
and lament over the ashes
Abunde Jan 2021
Our love was like fire but now my tears extinguish the flame, watch our dreams go up in smoke and see the beauty come out of ashes
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Mark Wanless Jan 2021
ashes in my mouth
drank wrong beer can oh shitsky
drink up brother drink
i am not ashamed of my failures
i use them to paint beauty from the ashes
each failure was a place of learning
each failure is a sign of growth
there is beauty in every single failure
they help me paint a picture from the ashes
they help me paint a picture of hope
painting beauty from the ashes
Spriha Kant Dec 2020
Circumstances crushed hopes and new hopes rose from the ashes of burnt desires.
Let me wrap you in my arms
With no harm,
An oak like kiss
A soft touch,
Closed eyes
Listening to sound of sticks sizzling
Til they turn to ashes!
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