I AM THE NEXT ME ~

In a world of noise and tangled minds,

I gather pieces the storms still finds.

A woman with thoughts too deep to tame,

Still walking forward through fear and flame.

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I cant restart what life has spun,

So i begin where I’ve become.

Not from the ashes of who I was,

But from the pulse my spirit does.

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I am the next step my soul will take,

The next quiet move my heart will make.

The next scar preparing me to survive,

The next battle proving I’m alive.

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I’m the next heart to breath beneath softened ribs,

The trembling hope my spirit gives.

The next love waiting to encounter me,

Not who I was , but who I’ll be.

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I am the next hug after endless cold,

The next warm hands my fears can hold.

The next melodies after silent cries,

Songs reborn where sorrow lies.

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I am every version stitched inside,

The women who broke yet never died.

From old shadows into newer light,

I turn my pain to wings in flight.

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The heart that shattered, detatched,withdrew,

Has traded sorrow for something new.

No longer living in yesterday’s ache,

But becoming the next choice I make.

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I am not the old breath lost in pain,

I am the dawn after endless rain.

A soul remade, soft yet strong,

Learning that becoming takes long.

~ MILAN PATHANIA