“They say that peace, is the enemy of the mind,”

Peace was the one enemy I could
Not defeat

The scares of past hurts and cuts
And burns
Still lay on my arms and legs

Darkness was my foe and friend at the same time

There was no one to help me
When I most needed it
No friend to take me in, or
Family would not take me
Back

But, from the ashes of the past
Did not stop me, from rising
Up from the chaos

And I learned from my failures
And I used then to become
Strong and lived.
The way I wanted to live
This is my time and I will not
Be forgotten this is my time
I have the scares to prove it
And I will never be forgotten
The strong live forever

And strong I am
And so will be my
Followers to live the life
They were bent to live.