Proud of me for fighting; the courage to dare With resilience and love, and a big pumping heart Relentlessly standing alone Tested by life and battled by destiny Though I was defeated in the mud My back violently pressed against the ground Still fear could not hold me down to rot And I was not going to give in to my bloody bruises Through the intense gusts of wind and the rumors of dust I fought!
Even when I was shallow, my foolishness couldn't sway me When trauma births cry, I did not tear up aloud Soaked in sleepless nights, rolling from side to side. I fought with my head. I fought with my mind Relationships of woes, I went toe to toe. I fought with the fiend. I fought with foes. And Inside the raging storms that overtook my path I fought for my soul!
Enraged inside life's cage, my armor was stolen My shield was stripped from me, and I was swollen My vision blurred, and I was sullen Who could rescue my dying spirit, from this pit of awakening? When light engulfed my sight, sending me into madness My inner child yearned for breath, but I was at my wits' end Yet under the banner of faith, from fate up to hell's fiery gate Amidst the chilling terror my skin endured, I fought!
Even when I was happy, sensing that relief was near Nothing was left for me to settle other than a broken self Abandoned by my brain to shoulder what remains Of my aching bones crushed into pain I argued with blood on my face I thank my maker for taking up my case The grave closed its jaws, but my spirit schemed Tattered and crusty, yet my soul beamed With my last strength, my mind teamed All determined to fight for my dreams.