The Rise

In the silence
In the morning
I welcome
The numbness
That carries
My weight
Towards self-conviction
I hope that she will wait
She’ll wait
She’ll wait
She’ll wait
And I rise
And I rise
And I forget
To fall
Back to silhouette
Even when I’m
Crushed, closed
Mouth sewn
Hush my breathe in the air
All things
Burn bright
When the dark is the sharpest
The skin can bare
I’ll burn
A constellation
I hope that you will wait
Just wait
Just wait
Please wait
And I rise
And I rise
And I forget
To fall