Higher

Like a battering of wind and rain,
I was eroded just enough
for my phoenix to rise
up out of the ashes
and into the skies.

The pain forced upon me
eventually opening my eyes
deciphering my worth
through an ocean of lies.

I’m starting over;
I’m starting clean;
I’m staring to feel
life is serene.

In the midst of my pain,
I can choose to aim
higher.

I’m created for
more.

-akw-

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Photo Collage by Angel K Will
Photos by Daria Shevtsova, Oleg Magni, and Pexels