My silent mind grows loud,
a face lost in the crowd.
An extinguished light inside me,
no star in sight to guide me.
A failed attempt at life,
filled with unwanted fear and strife.
Can this be turned around?
Will my sanity ever be found?
Emotions become worse,
though I question them at first.
My heart begins to seal,
a sensation yet to feel.
Burning candles fill the room,
scented solitude above my tomb.
Pull my body from the dirt,
a planted soul you may exert.
Blooming flowers rapidly grow,
who’s origin I do not know.
Scattered seeds across the land,
fly upward and into my hand.
Once an empty heart,
fueled with energy to start.
Ignites a fire deep inside,
from the flames we cannot hide.
Smoke fills my lungs,
a strange test upon my tongue.
A feeling never experienced,
along with no change in appearance.
Hearts hold a burden,
often thought to only worsen.
Rips out my chest and glistens,
at last, my brain has listened.
Monsters in the dark,
grown from dirt, soil, and bark.
Become a crown upon my head,
rather than fear under my bed.
A crown so bold and bright,
reveal a will to fight.
Granted with a choice,
allow the world to hear my voice.
Shaky words rain from my mouth,
heading north instead of south.
A resurrection of myself,
fills my heart with internal wealth.
A love that once was lost,
returns swiftly at no cost.
Eyes no longer blinded,
transform this life I had once minded.
Sacred life suddenly makes sense,
thoughts of evil have condensed.
A warm smile taken to grave,
Dark downfall I no longer crave.
