Memoirs of the Night

A Warrior within Me

It has been twenty years

Since my life had been filled with tears;

My mind was constantly brewing in a storm

Emotional and mental abuse was a norm—

For a person like me who was forced to conform

I was a songbird who longed to be free

Yet they believed that a cage was far suitable for me;

They stripped me of my voice

And gave me only one choice

In my suffering—they all rejoiced

However, even the night is bound to end

When you reached for the sun's hand;

I tended to my festered wounds and scars

And desperately prayed to the stars

Eventually, I gathered enough courage and escaped the bars

It was not an easy feat to forgive

When I turned my back on the life I longed to live

But it was something I had to embrace

To fix the wrecked heart that was thrown out of place

And ignore the expectations I usually chase

I became a warrior in life and lived up to my name

Like the Goddess Athena who burned brighter with flame;

I shifted my life's perspective

Thus, trying to be more assertive

And in choosing my allies—I've become more selective

There was no point in me staying in the abyss

So I broke the barrier and reached for the bliss;

Slowly, I rebuild my confidence

And I learned something significant from that experience—

That mental health comes first at no expense.

The songbird that was trapped in a cage

Have now begun a new chapter in her life's stage;

She had regained the voice she lost

She paved the way for her dream at a cost

And in healing—she freed her tangled heart of the knots