She stumbled, back and forth, over and over again,
Holding on to the little ounce of strength left.
Yeah, a fighter she thought she had always been,
But yet she was left defeated by her own decisions.
Her will the very thing that brought her to the same spot,
From ashes to ashes and ashes to more ashes.
She was meant to fly but yet all of her was tied down.
She had lost all reason to push and move forward.
Has...