Ashes in My Lungs

I breathe in the fire, choke on the past. Every dream I held burned too fast. Smoke in my chest, scars in my throat. Every word I spit is a lifeboat I wrote. Hope tastes bitter, but I swallow it whole. Turn the ash in my lungs into bars for My soul. Every inhale's a weight, Every exhale's a war. Every breath I survive makes me crave one more. Ashes in my lungs, but I still speak flames. Every burn I've lived is a part of my Name. Tear down my voice, I'll still make it sung. 'Cause I build my truth with these ashes in My lungs. My ribs hold embers that refuse to die. Even in the rain, they ignite the sky. The pain is a furnace, the rage is the Spark. I carry my fire through the cold and The dark. I've drowned in the smoke, but I Found my way. Turned the black in my chest Into silver and gray. Every cough's a reminder that I'm still here. Breathing proof that I outlived the fear. Ashes in my lungs, but I still speak flames. Every burn I've lived is a part of my Name. Tear down my voice, I'll still make it sung. 'Cause I build my truth with these ashes in My lungs. If the world tries to smother, I'll burn from Within. Every scar in my lungs is a medal I win. Even smoke can be holy when it Shapes the light. And I'll breathe this fire till I'm gone from sight. Ashes in my lungs, but I still speak flames. Every burn I've lived is a part of my Name. Tear down my voice, I'll still make it sung. 'Cause I build my truth with these ashes in My lungs. I breathe, I burn, I rise, I Run. And I'll die with these ashes In my lungs.