I am merely a figment of your imagination-
The Gods cannot see me
Burning,
Perhaps the only reason
I keep rising from the ashes
Is that you are not ready to
Let me go
Yet.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
phoenix
I am merely a figment of your imagination-
The Gods cannot see me
Burning,
Perhaps the only reason
I keep rising from the ashes
Is that you are not ready to
Let me go
Yet.
