In the battleground of the mind, where shadows dance,
A soul fights battles, in a spiritual trance.
Surviving trauma’s cruel and relentless roar,
A warrior emerges, from the depths of the core.
A murdered mother, a wound that bleeds,
A scar that echoes, through shattered dreams.
Yet through the pain, a spirit rises high,
Defying the darkness, reaching for the sky.
In the depths of substance’s embrace,
A journey begins, to reclaim grace.
Through rehabilitation’s tender care,
The soul finds healing, beyond compare.
Celestial being, in human form,
Navigating storms, through calm and storm.
A survivor, untouched by mortal woe,
An anomaly of ancient lore, aglow.
From heights unimaginable, 37ft, a fall unscathed,
A testament to resilience, @ 35mph, a soul unswayed.
No broken bone, no organ torn,
A miracle of existence, reborn.
Through psychological warfare, the spirit stands tall,
A warrior, triumphant, against it all.
For in the depths of trauma’s abyss,
Lies the essence of a soul’s eternal bliss.
Three Guardians of Light
Seven Demons Of Night
Born again through Death
A single repeating Breath