The game started, he's playing on hard mode,
A hidden soul, facing struggles, like a secret code,
His heart's a labyrinth, seeking acceptance's key,
But society's ignorance, it's a monster he must flee.
He's a phantom emerging, from the dark of the night,
A mysterious struggle, like a riddle to ignite,
But he's breaking through, like a hidden treasure untold,
His strength and resilience, a song yet to unfold.
He's a cipher in a world of ordinary signs,
His true essence concealed, like secrets in ancient shrines,
He's a moonbeam in a sky of endless stars,
His light shines softly, hidden behind invisible bars.
He's a phantom emerging, from the dark of the night,
A mysterious struggle, like a riddle to ignite,
But he's breaking through, like a hidden treasure untold,
His strength and resilience, a song yet to unfold.
He's a whisper in the wind, carried by the unknown,
Navigating through the shadows, where his truth is sown,
His journey's like a maze, with twists and turns,
But he's unraveling the enigma, as his spirit yearns.
He's a secret passage, concealed within the walls,
Aching to break free, as the darkness falls,
He's a phantom dancer, moving in silent grace,
Unveiling his identity, in a world that can't keep pace.
He's a phantom emerging, from the dark of the night,
A mysterious struggle, like a riddle to ignite,
But he's breaking through, like a hidden treasure untold,
His strength and resilience, a song yet to unfold.
To all the mysterious souls facing hidden strife,
Bring forth your enigma, for it's a part of your life,
Unveil your truth, let your essence be revealed,
For in your mystery, your power is concealed.
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Shattered Crown & Broken Wings: Poetry of Tragedy & Redemption
PoetryA collection of poems from deep in my mind, heart, and soul.
