In the heart of the storm, where thunder roars loud,
I stand like a mountain, unyielding, unbowed.
With scars as my armor, I’ve battled the night,
Each wound tells a story, each fight brings new light.

I rise from the ashes, a phoenix reborn,
With fire in my veins, I embrace every scorn.
The chains of my past, I shatter with glee,
For strength isn’t given; it’s forged from the free.

I’ve...