a poem from my poetry book "Candlelight Poetry Collection"

To Rise

I dug my grave many times,

counted the breathless nights,

taught myself to be forgotten.

The darkness was too tempting, but also rotten.

I carried the same pain into different days,

until the dust of the past closed all the ways.

Something I’ve never felt before,

broke through the cracks;

as subtle as the dance of the sunrays.

That’s when I understood it:

I could no longer collapse,

And I had to rise.

— Ezgi YUCEBAS