Ashes To Ashes

You're going through hell yet again

Walking through fire, dancing on coals

You can't see a thing through the smoke

But you know how that feels; you've been here before

Have you learned your lessons this time?

How to move forwards when each step is like murder?

The end feels much further this time

Breathe in, breathe out; one foot, now the other

Your body begs you to give in

But the fire burns out, the smoke starts to thin

You stand on an empire of ashes

Wondering how to rebuild, where to begin

Your eyes see only destruction

But the faintest of whispers says, so gently, "No.

Ashes are the most fertile soil

Stand here, in the ruins, and watch life start to grow."

Author's Note

I struggled to find a proper rhythm with this, so I'm not sure how well it flows. But let me know what you think! Tips and pointers and comments of that ilk will always be well received.