"The Cleansing Fire" - A Poem

I will be picking back up with my "Staying Positive While Living with Chronic Illness" series shortly. Of which I've needed to heed my own advice over the last week, as it has been fraught with some personal challenges. So, here's a quick poem I wrote about it :)

hide away

hide away

from this haze 

of sadness and pain

that claims
this body, this house 

hasn't been a home

too much insanity condoned 

for even a mouse

to feel comfortable staying here

in this house

this home

got to get the fuck out 

before they own

our souls, thoughts, habits

gotta get the fuck out

see opportunity, grab it

like a life preserver

and never let go

keep pushing further

until we're so far from this house

this broken home

that it's nothing but a feeble memory

lost and alone

like I feel now in this room

while insanity persues

those just outside the door

let us escape this sickness 

and be free from it evermore

evermore I love you 

my love

I know the two of us can rise above

this muck and mire

the cleansing fire

is so painful it's exquisite

but if it makes us stronger

than it's worth it

isn't it?

"You insist that the weight of the world should be on your shoulders..."

Thank you for reading! Stay strong in whatever battles you're facing at the moment :)

*Love & Light*
Renata Carmen

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