Yeah— House burned down, I was trapped in the smoke, Tryna save rooms while she kept feedin’ the ghosts. Water in my hands, but the fire kept growin’, Didn’t see the sparks ‘cause my heart kept hopin’. She ain’t wicked—just lost in her storm, Lit her own match ‘cause she couldn’t transform. I stayed inside like I owed her the fight, Till the walls caved in and the flames said “goodnight.” Voices outside like, “Dom, step out. You can’t save someone who keeps burnin’ the house.” And I walked from the ruins with the truth in my chest— “You did everything you could… now let the rest rest.” ⸻ I rose, barefoot on embers that tried to cut me up. Ash on my boots, but it never shut me up. This ain’t a page flip, this is me reborn— New book, new fire, new blood in the storm. She can burn her world if that’s what she loves— I’m the one walkin’ out, Risin’ above. ⸻ Thought she killed my garden—nah, roots went deep. Pain made soil that the future can keep. Took every scar, every ember, every bruise, Threw it in the dirt like “watch what I use.” Ground feels mine now—no “ours,” no “we.” She can light new fires, I’m walkin’ free. Tryna save someone who don’t want peace? Man, that’s how you set your own soul on lease. ⸻ Fifteen chapters—done, final line. Close that book, let the ashes define. Not who I was, but who I’ll become— A man who walks forward when the past goes numb. ⸻ I rose, barefoot on embers that tried to cut me up. Ash on my boots, but it never shut me up. This ain’t a page flip, this is me reborn— New book, new fire, new blood in the storm. She can burn her world if that’s what she loves— I’m the one walkin’ out, Risin’ above. ⸻ New house, clean walls, clear mind. No smoke, no fear, no lies. She can strike her matches—fine. I’m done inhalin’ what ain’t mine. ⸻ Beat builds… breath tightens… I! AM! ENOUGH! AND I’M RISING! ABOOOOOVE!
