Falling

Starting over, under the stairs,

Where shadows whisper forgotten prayers.A new chapter calls, I must rise alone, On these trembling legs, I carve my throne.

It’s going to be okay, I remind my heart,

Time to let go, to make a new start.

Life’s cycles churn, pulling me deep,

Into the core where my truths keep.

Is it my consciousness, my soul’s refrain, Seeking love, yet drawn to its pain? I crave the connections that ignite my flame, Raw, unfiltered, love without shame.

Compassion flows, a river wide,

Through grief, through joy, where I reside. I write my stories to guide the lost, Each page a bridge, no matter the cost.

Grieving the ghosts of relationships past, Another life left behind, but love holds fast. From humble beginnings, I rise and grow, Music and words let my essence flow.

Everything down, on paper it stays,

Books outlive even fleeting days.

A piece of history, a fragment of me,

Rooted in love’s eternal sea.

Falling from holes, but catching the light,Resilient, I bloom through shadow and night. For love is the compass, resilience the key, To rise from the depths and set myself free.