River Rise

A river of pain
flows from the fractures
of my crushed soul,
from my inner breaks,
pain pours within me,
a river that cuts
my weaknesses
into hard edges.
It drowns
a piece of me everyday.
Its rumble
plays in my head,
and vibrates under my skin.
Liquid battle drums.
I rise
as waterfalls
crash
in the red canyons
of my heart.
I’m ready.

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