Demons in the darkest parts of your subconscious
Hiding from sight,
But ever present.
Pain buried deep returns to haunt me once again.
My unconquerable peaks on the mountain called life.
Time to face my past to resolve my future.
No more mornings, waking up to remember a nightmare,
Which is actually my life.
I am no martyr,
Neither a pawn in a sick game.
It is time to rise up,
Face my monsters,
Write my destiny.
The first steps have been taken on a long road to redemption.
The path is well trodden,
But never by me.
My guide will help,
My determination will see me to the end.
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