Ashes Don’t Lie

I burned the pages of the past,

Every whisper, every scream, every "you’ll never last."

The smoke rose like broken prayers in the night,

And I watched my shadows vanish in the light.

The fire didn’t ask what hurt me first,

It simply took the worst of the worst.

Old versions of me curled up in flame,

No more guilt, no more shame.

I stood in a wide, open ground—

Barefoot, heart pounding, no fear around.

This time, this ground is mine to own,

No regret in the fall, no shame if I’m alone.

Because this time,

I won’t run. I won’t hide.

This time, even failure feels like pride.

Ashes don’t lie—

They speak the truth that fire set free,

What was fake, what was heavy, what wasn’t meant to be.

And in those ashes,

I saw the shape of me.

Not broken.

Not ruined.

But ready.