blue sun black rose black sky purple clouds
a world living like a reason
legs won't move and want to run
existence is a treason
searches drenched in sorrow
Frozen heart and bitter soal
innocence robbed and beaten
broken a deep black hole
a spark ignites within sole
the wispers turn to battle cries
the broken cage will defy
the poison fades the numbness wanes
rise above these mental chains
the wispers turn to screams of rage
break this bars from mental cage
this mind mend and sew
a warrior spirit starts to grow
by author Zyhrensong james follow