Beautiful moments can still be found in chaos
Smiles can still be found when nothing else remains
Beauty may sometimes be harder to find
But, it is still there shining all the same
Sometimes, hell just seems unending
When seldom I can feel no more than pain
But, within my every darkest hour
There is still a light that shines
Sometimes, I just can’t see it

When sadness grows and blinds my eyes
Somewhere, deep inside, I still know
That one day, happiness will come
The rest of me still wages war against myself
Through so much still unwon
But, win or lose
Come heaven or hell
It matters not if or how I may fall...

For, whether I rise from the ashes of my defeat
Or rise defeated to meet my maker
I will rise