For I Am Storm Reclaiming My Crown


I know now how
Wrong I have been,
To let myself sink
By things unseen.

To surrender my will
And all that I know,
To give up on myself
And reach a new low.

No excuse can validate
The darkness I bred.
Lost my way
All hope dead.

Listening to the voices,
Throwing it all away.
If nothing ever matters,
Surely I won’t sway.

A spark was all I needed
To ignite myself once more.
To pick myself up
And no longer ignore.

With a simple reminder
Of what lies within,
I’m ready to face
The person I’ve been.

In my own ocean
I no longer drown,
For I am the storm
Reclaiming my crown.

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