Am I in denial?
Or moving beyond the subliminal?
A strange bird flies across
Is it the lucky albratross
Or the black crow
That brings deep sorrow?
Is it something I should share?
Or a secret that I should make you swear?
The battle rages
Like that of the two fish
Tied by their fins
Are they knots of valor
Or of cowardice?
Life is a struggle each day
A new horn is blown
A new mask is worn
UnLike the flower that blooms
And perishes at night
This refuses to evade
Forces you to draw out that blade
From that ill kept sheath
But, If u could draw comfort from this sheet
Slash your hands across fluidly
The words pour out effortlessly
The pain, the sorrow
The joy and the happy hollow
The frozen ice breaks
Flows through your heart
Mends and heals
This is more than real
As The stars impatiently twinkle
You put to rest your mind that was once fickle
Because You now know you won your struggle
Each day we all fight
Day and night
But like the pheonix we rise
Reborn from the ashes of our past life
Even if we close our eyes
And never see the morning light
The battles' victory
And our legacy
Will be borne in our hearts for eternity
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