Shattered Crown & Broken Wings: Poetry of Tragedy & Redemption

Flaming Liberation

Trapped in shadows, where darkness surrounds,

I found a flicker of hope, a flame that astounds.

From green to brown, the leaves gently turn,

I carry the fire, I let it burn.

With lighters in my back pocket, ready to ignite,

I'll set the world ablaze, with sparks shining bright.

Like a sleeping dragon, I breathe out the fire,

Igniting the passion, taking me higher.

Light it up, let the flames dance and glow,

From the embers within, a new strength will grow.

With red eyes and a calm demeanor, trying not to be sad,

I'll rise from the ashes, reclaiming what I had.

Lost in the darkness, drowning in despair,

Waiting to rise like a phoenix, flying through the air.

With every flick of the lighter, a spark takes flight,

I'll illuminate the path, banishing the night.

I don't want to be a victim, I'll find my own way,

Through the trials and tribulations, I'll seize the day.

With red eyes that don't burn, I'm fueled by an inner fire,

I'll conquer my demons, my spirit won't tire.

Light it up, let the flames dance and glow,

From the embers within, a new strength will grow.

With red eyes and a calm demeanor, trying to be sad,

I'll rise from the ashes, reclaiming what I had.

I'll paint the sky with colors, vibrant and bold,

An opera of light, a lore yet untold.

Don't want to be confined, I'll break free from the chains,

Embracing the fire that always remains.

Each step I take, I fight the darkness away,

I'll light up the world, with every passing day.

Don't want to be a prisoner, need to find my release,

In the flickering flames, I'll discover my peace.

The lighters burn, the sparks fly,

Breathe out the fire, reach for the sky.

With red eyes and a calm demeanor, I fight away the sad,

I'm transforming my pain to a strength I never had.

Light it up, let the flames dance and glow,

From the embers within, a new strength will grow.

With red eyes and a calm demeanor, I fight away the sad,

I'll rise from the ashes, reclaiming what I had.

Feeling lost, trapped in the night,

I remember the fire, guiding me to the light.

With lighters in my back pocket, I'll spark my soul,

I'll find my own fire, and finally be whole.