Three of Swords

I refuse to repeat
The same
Fucking story
I am choosing
My own adventure
Don’t worry
I have taken notes
I will not go down
The same
Dark paths
I will look
For new growth
Under
Luminous moonlight
Following the river
Whilst healing
These old wounds
I acknowledge
The pain and hurt
I have studied
Every lesson
It is time to
Forgive my failures
And love myself.
~Amber Comber

Murmur

Do my scars and
Softness scare you
Are you searching
For the nearest exit door
Does the truth I speak
Hurt your ears
The light I shed
Illuminate your fears
Wanting more
Is not a bad thing
I always plan to leave
With more than I bring
I have settled for too long
To accept anything less
To keep this heart
Satiated
Beating
And
Alive
In my chest...
~Amber Comber

No Savior

I’m not your
Fucking savior
I can barely
Save myself
I know
This world
Is full of
Reasons
For you to
Need my help
But I’m no
Beacon of light
I’m fighting
My own fight
I’ve given
All I can give
It’s your choice
To finally
Live.
~Amber Comber