Crossposted from Blogetary.
So, today’s prompt at Poetic Asides was rebirth. There are so many ways you can go with rebirth, so many possibilities. In the end, I went with what was, for me, the most basic. This challenge takes a lot of creative stamina and I’m running out of ideas.
Rebirth
Renaissance
All I wanted was a best friend.
Someone to listen to me,
be with me,
love me –
no matter what.
That’s what they told me I would have.
Then they dunked me and called me
born again.
They didn’t tell me
once reborn
it never ends.
Once reborn
you constantly die
again and again and again.
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