In a world of pain, I navigate each day,
A tempest of anguish, in which I must stay.
My heart, it weeps with each pulsating beat,
Enduring suffering, my constant defeat.

But on this journey, I've discovered within,
Transformation arising from battles I've been.
My bleeding heart has forged my very core,
Yet I persist, with pain forevermore.

Living a lie, concealing who I truly am,
Masking my truth, like an illusion's sham.
My reflection fades in this charade I play,
My bleeding heart is the price I'm forced to pay.

Words spill from the depths, onto the page,
My solace...