Ashes

Fire burns
And fades to ash
Though some ashes disappear
Mine remain smoldering
Painful gripped in my hands
But in those ashes
I find a lost ghost
Of someone I knew
Some I now know
And I feel for the first time a real hope
To became the person
I really wanted to be
Because of
The ashes in my hands I can still
Feel a heartbeat
A pulse of something more than pain
In my veins
Maybe today will
Be the way to hope,
Hopefully.