How do you forget
All the things you couldn’t be;
Could never become?
How do you
Forgive yourself
For all the things you became?
The Earth will one day
Recognize me as its own,
Embrace my body:
Birth to dust,
I mean death.
But we don’t really die;
Child of the Universe,
A conscious reorganization of atoms,
You are chaos, yes,
But so wonderful.
I love you.
I will slither out of my own ashes
When the fire is done devouring me
For the very last time;
Like a Phoenix,
I’ll burst into flames once again.
So fuck you.
I will laugh
In the face of flames
For thinking they could end me;
Fire ending fire is unheard of.
anikaness 