#irise
I did not rise
like firework light —
loud and desperate
for applause.
I rose
like something ancient.
Like earth shifting.
Like a spine remembering
it was never meant to bend that low.
They thought survival
was the end of me.
Thought silence
would make me small.
Thought time
would erase what they refused to face.
But time
did something else.
It built me.
Brick by broken brick.
Breath by shaking breath.
Lesson by lesson
I never asked to learn.
I stopped asking
to be understood
by people committed
to misunderstanding me.
Stopped shrinking
to fit hands
that only held me
when it suited them.
I rose
the first time I said
“No more.”
I rose
the day I realised
forgiveness does not require
re-entry.
I rose
when I chose peace
over proving.
And now —
I do not beg
to be seen.
I do not bleed
to be believed.
I do not break
to make others comfortable.
I stand.
Not untouched.
Not unscarred.
But unowned.
The girl who once
waited to be rescued
now walks forward
without looking back.
Not because it didn’t hurt —
but because it doesn’t hold her anymore.
I did not just survive.
I rose.
Feb 20
Feb 20, 2026 at 6:14 PM UTC
8/24/2017
I rise
That last interaction wasnt quite what i asked for
Not sure how she feels or why I said that to her
That one thing we all seek
I try to give freely
My body screams i see you
Do you see me?
I rise
My heart stings from the things i cant do
The ones that I loved and couldnt hold onto
The paths that i saw and chose not to pursue
The vague nameless shadow that clouds my view
I rise, I rise
I still see, im still seen
My heart still beats
I know my love language
I speak it with me
There are still secrets I frantically seek
Knowledge is the spark that catches me
Depression is no match for connections and facts
The key to my heart is curiosity
I rise
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
from my bed,
with mewling kittens in my head.
I take my jam with wholemeal bread.
Eager for the day ahead.
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 9:02 AM UTC