Rising again.
You want to deny me.
You want me to erase myself.
You want me to hide.
Chained, I wait for a life.
But I can’t stay still.
Layers of false makeup fall away.
I keep walking, pushing forward.
You hold the chains back screaming.
You keep trying to pull me back.
I keep going.
I won’t stop.
I can’t.
Inevitably, it will all be ripped apart.
False idols, your heart.
Broken to pieces.
Set ablaze.
Turned to ashes.
It’s the only way.
I don’t know about you.
But I’ll be okay.
Rising from the ashes.
It’s always my endgame.
