Walking in shadows, no fear of death

Stuck on the breast of a beast cackling in jest

With my walls now in ruins I open this heart

Embracing my whole self while slowly being torn apart

But is it worth it, you might ask? - YES!

For when the time comes the traumas of my past

Would have taught me the best countermeasure

Even now with triggers turned bullets I lay

Insomnia-wrecked brain telling lies upon lies

About what people say, these demons will be slaughtered

On that day I'll admit that I fell prey and I'm not proud 

Of the shit-woman I became

Despite the qualities I lack someday I'll look back to when

I fell off the track, a reminder to myself of the crack 

In my manifestations that encouraged my illusions of grandeur

The very threads I tore when my 

Fucked-up soul was withered and sore

Like a Phoenix I WILL RISE!

Ashes scattered among none-the-wiser

For there will be no demise of my soul

Once consumed by that black fungal fear

I will see, clarity ripping the blindfold from me

And I will finally be unapologetically FREE!

THE END