Birth

Words, they leave, they live,
Inside me they take birth.

I’m the only creator
Who is a slave to his
Creation,
My words keep me
From falling
Apart.

(I fall apart to give them life)

Married to pain,
I bleed day & night
To give life to
My ink
Yet I’m always
Left with so many
Dead emotions
Still breathing,
Between tight
Knots that form
In the middle of
My stomach.

I shed my past,
Like my skin that no longer
Holds the same old scars,
I’ve found new reasons
To die every night,
To give my life in
The name of
Words.

Every time they’re born,
I take birth
Rising like a
Phoenix
From the
Ashes of
Pain.

-Nameera.