Fallen

No one can ever understand..

what my Soul has endured to be set Free...

The Generations of Demons the Devil has unleashed on Me...

But still I stand..

amidst the Ashes of those I’ve Slain...

Ready to Rise.. again...

My Ancestors follow in silence..

until I call on them to Scream...

their only comfort..

in the knowledge..

of how many Cycles of Abuse..

have ended with...

Me.

Alchemy...

Flames of circumstance..

dance the last dance..

no flicker of a Phoenix to advance...

no breath of fire or desire..

to scorch the travelled path...

Ashes to ashes.. dust to dust..

a Star born..

crystalline in form..

pure...shining light...

illuminating the dark night..

of a Soul..

saved..

projecting only Love..

onto the Journey braved.