the rise

in the silence

in my morning

i welcome

the numbness

that carries

my weight

towards self-conviction

i hope that she will wait

she'll wait

she'll wait

she'll wait

and i rise

and i rise

and i forget

to fall

back to silhouette

even when i'm

crushed

closed

mouth sewn

hush my breath in the air

all things

burn bright

when the dark is the sharpest

the skin can be bare

i'll burn

a constellation

i hope that you will wait

just wait

just wait

please wait

and i rise

and i rise

and i forget

to fall