Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 26
My heart is shattered, my soul is worn, the weight of my struggles, has left me torn i've been broken, battered, and bruised
but still I rise, with a heart that's abused.

I've walked through the fire, with flames that seemed high i've faced my demons, with tears that I've cried i've been to the depths, of my darkest night but still I rise, with a spirit that's ignited light.

My scars tell a story, of a warrior who's fought, my tears tell a tale, of a heart that's been caught in the midst of the chaos, i've found my voice a whisper of hope, in a world that's made some noise.

So I'll rise from the ashes, like a phoenix born
i'll wear my scars proudly, like a badge that's been torn i'll walk through the darkness, with a heart that's aflame
i'll rise above the pain, and i'll make it through the shame.
Maradona24k Axel
Written by
Maradona24k Axel  18/M/African
(18/M/African)   
35
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems