In the depths of despair, where shadows loom,
I found myself fighting, in a battle to consume.
Every breath, a struggle against the night,
But I refused to surrender, I refused to lose the fight.
With every tear shed and every wound felt,
I held onto hope, like a precious hand I was dealt.
For life, I fought, with an unyielding flame,
Defying the darkness, refusing to accept blame.
Through the trials and tribulations that I faced,
I discovered a strength, deep within, unexplained.
In the face of adversity, I found my might,
As I stood tall, ready to ignite.
Like mighty winds, how they blow and roar in the night’s sky.
Embracing a challenge, the battle I’ll fight.
For in the struggle, I unearthed my true worth,
And realized, my spirit, unparalleled in this great universe.
So let the storms rage, and the walls crumble,
I’ll press onward, my spirit shall never stumble.
For I am a warrior, fierce and strong.
Determined to prove my existence, with a resounding song.
And though the scars may linger, a testament to strife,
I wear them proudly, for they symbolize my life.
For I am a fighter, a beacon in the night.
A testament to the power of will, shining ever so bright.
POET’S PEN 
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