Rise from the Ashes

Whispers in the shadows, echoes in the light,

Moments of terror, in the dead of night.

TV screens flicker, a twisted kind of show,

Heart racing faster, as I feel the blow.

July heat rising, but the chill ran deep,

She’d laugh at the wrestlers, while I’d lie awake, weep.

Darkness wrapped around, like a heavy chain,

Every slam in the ring, felt like a new pain.

Pulled in a corner, no way left to go,

Knife's cold whisper, my heart heavy with woe.

Thoughts turning to prayers, a flicker of hope,

In a tangled nightmare, where I couldn’t cope.

I will rise from the ashes, I will break this mold,

Each bruise tells a story, of a heart that's bold.

With every scar I carry, I’m stronger than before,

No more silent screams, I’m ready to roar.

Lights may dim, but I won’t fade away,

From the shadows of fear, I’ll find my way.

Every tear I shed, a step to reclaim,

This heart is a warrior, I’ll rise from the pain.

Fingers trembling now, but my voice breaks free,

Challenging the darkness, setting my spirit to flee.

Those nights seem distant, I can breathe once more,

Fighting for my freedom, it’s what I’m worth fighting for.

Held down by shadows, but I’ve learned to fight,

Emerging from the chaos, breaking into light.

With the strength of survivors, I’m writing my tale,

No longer a prisoner, I will not fail.

I will rise from the ashes, I will break this mold,

Each bruise tells a story, of a heart that's bold.

With every scar I carry, I’m stronger than before,

No more silent screams, I’m ready to roar.

So here’s to the fighters, who stand up and say,

We are the survivors, we won't fade away.

With courage in our voices, and strength in our song,

We’ll conquer the darkness, where we all belong.