Resistance Reborn

12 Dec 2024

J.T.
Shackles cast of steel 
Held by ball and chain 
Heaving with my shame 
A pretense of a shield 

Stench of failure, unclean
Decay chanting its creed
Encased, the coffin is sealed
I claw and try to scream 

To demons I forcibly kneel
Fraying and tearing at seams
Body bitter and maimed 
“Spare yourself and yield” 

“No!” Shouts a soul pristine
“Seductive despair must cease!”
Prayer reserved for the priests 
It is now time for war not peace 

Eyes alight with embers unclaimed 
A maelstrom not to be entertained 
An engine driven on more than steam
Furnace forever raging, fire unseen 

A determination akin to any machine
A heart encased in ethereal gleam 
With burns befitting flaming dreams 
Forging a will, sharp, a blade of steel

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Passion

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J.T.

I am simply put a lost soul coming to terms with the sometimes harsh realties of life. Learing the complex intricacies of world we live by trying to understad both the beauty and brutishness of it all.

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