Ashes of me

A Poem

Photo Credit: Mark Manson cover photo from https://markmanson.net/stop-trying-to-change-yourself

I’m not me anymore, I watched me close the door and tremble no more.
My throat burned as I choked on the ashes of me, a wound not a soul could see, charring all the bits of me.

I’m not me anymore, I shed battle-worn skin which hid the hunger that left me thin.
My heart stopped beating to a painful tune, fluttered a second, before syncing with the moon.

I’m not me anymore, I cleansed my thorns and molten blood, reborn, my self transformed.

I’m not me anymore, I am so very much more than the old me I wore.

-love yourself, live unashamed, be a blessing- April H.