Ashes (My escape from a cult)

Stepped from the ashes that buried my soul,
deceptions flare burnt out that left me half whole.
Caught between chapters of wrong, neither right,
reached for a hand that could shower me light.

Freedom found distance when stepping stones came,
they buried the hurt, put to rest endless shame.
Truth seemed to smoulder the ghosts of before,
grounded deceit that would unlock the door.

I'd walked from a faith that had mingled with cold,
unanswered questions, the lies that were told.
Scattered the ashes that haunted my past,
 breathed a salvation that freed me at last.