Poetry Book: Songs from the Heart [COMPLETED]

I myself am something strange

I myself am something strange
Lost in darkness and unknown and other
Trapped in a new world, unlike the original me
Locked away by myself in a prison of my own making
I find myself scared and shaking
But if I were to scream out for help,
No one would hear me, as I drowned myself

Unknown things fly by my hand
Memories filter through my hands like sand
A soft trickle of blood through my veins ignites
And my demons come, and incite
It's such an awful invite

But as I drift between the Ether
And fall through space and shiver
The cold bites my ethereal skin
As I delve deep in sin
Lost to the vices and the prison I'm in

I myself am something strange
Never to know what's going to be the same
But I can't fight anymore,
As the darkness descends on me, I'm to blame
But then, I soar
I rise and blossom

Unbroken, I rise up,
Filling this space with my light
I've won this war, and this fight
Unfurling my wings and taking flight
I rise from the ashes of who I once was

I myself am something strange
But as I get used to the sadness and pain
I understand what's to lose and gain
There's nothing to be said for all the ways
You can lose yourself to the fear
The fear that lurks inside your heart and soul

But if you're brave enough to glow
And strong enough to know
The truth about your life is something to embrace
Not to flee from your sadness,
But accept it and move on