(TYIP) Iris

I am lost in her roars,
As she devours me,
Folds me inside her darkness,
entombs me in old echos, whole

She is not an evil thing, I know
Though I am haunted in her
black, yawning belly—
abandoned, grasping

And I yearn, so much that
She weeps for me, too
I yearn for the sun to ignite
once again— my sun, to rise

I am lost in a fever dream
of hope in droplets of color mending
my brokenness
For I am still living, breathing,

My strength is mine,
failing as it could be,
And I am not hers, but
She is mine

She is my days that pass,
She is my desperation and
My laughter, and she, with
Gentleness, unfolds—

and bears witness to My
Rise
To shore.

Flower prompt: Iris— hope

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