The Fire Within

The night was deep, the road was long,Yet still I stood, I still belonged.Through battles waged and wars unfurled,I learned the strength within my world.

A moment broke, a shattered past,Yet wounds won’t last, nor pain hold fast.For in the wreckage, dust and stone,A soul was carved, a self was known.

They told me I would fall apart,That weakness lived within my heart.Yet with each tear, I grew anew,A fire born from all I knew.

The echoes rang of days long gone,Yet still I rise to meet the dawn.The weight of loss, the hands of fate,Yet strength remains, it won’t abate.

Not built from steel, nor carved from bone,But forged from love and fears unknown.A warrior’s heart, a gentle soul,A story vast, yet still made whole.

For though the tempest raged outside,Within, the fire did abide.And when the storm had lost its breath,I stood unbowed, untouched by death.

A seed that cracked to touch the light,A star that burned through endless night.A song unsung, a fate unwound,A voice now found, a strength profound.

Through storm and shadow, fierce and wild,A whisper rose, no more exiled.Not weak, not lost, nor chained, nor dim—The fire within still burns within.