Your Atlas Of A Heart Poem by Blake Nox Gama

I woke up from another death
Witnessed by the dark night and bright full moon
I woke up with an aching back, I was crowned with a wreath
Of laurels by the first rays of sunshine, brushing away the feelings of doom.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, I could still hear
The tick-tock in my chest, my personal time bomb
When shall it set off? Only the gods know, and I know I've nothing to fear.
I can feel the weight of water and continents, being held in complete calm
Because it is not pushing a rock uphill, it's sharing sacred
Fire— Talons may throb against flesh, but never
Against my soul. Though earthquakes shatter the land, and water floods
The street, it won't hurt the nation (nor make it bitter) .
I was shredded to pieces but my heart-shaped soul remains,
With all continents and life carved in it. I woke up to see it's sunny and it still rains.