From the Ashes

Electric skies kiss white light

On dead trees, spark a fire in me

She snows ash over my memories, I can't see

What's burning, the world is turning

Away from me, I'm still breathing

Quiet, alone, I could die

And they wouldn't know

But I raise my fires, burn in their eyes

That they will know what I've shone

Bright, life keeps a death grip on my bones

I exceed these limitations

Deceive the end of days, and breathe again

I press pen to page, press blade to flesh

I cut into these paragraphs

'Til they're naught but my sentence

Gather my evidence, prove my existence

With a passion unlike anything

A peasant playing the king

A lightning strike again, who are you threatening

With notoriety, I'll find my muses and drink them in

Time my verses to sing to them

As they have me, I am nothing

And everything, to the thousand queens

That have played me, listen again, they prayed

Save me, from the end of the day

And when the sun folded down over the trees

And their origami dreams crumpled

I have been the moonlight, the distant stars

Of a cloudless night, follow me, lead me

Wish on me, or against me

I will be as I have always been

I play these organs as they were meant

Shatter the keys, snap the strings

That control me, extol the virtues

Of freedom, even as I seek

These bindings

I am a thousand perspectives locked in this dance

With instability, even in death, you'll still find me burning

Light years away, guiding queens to checkmate

Remaining undefeated

To this day, challenge me, I beg of reality

Give me a dream that begs to fall to pieces

And I will show you I am the king

Of never breaking, never shaken

By moments, I breathe in this hopelessness

And exhale promise, bathe in this depression

And walk away washed of it

Every day, a new fate, and I have found my way

Through love and war and locked doors

Before, to know, even oceans will break

On the shore of me, even death will hesitate

To take a breath from me.