Fire or Ice
I  choose to burn
Rise out this hell
Into the heavens
Float into the light
Absorbed, consumed
Spirit carried by smoke
Becoming a part of the cosmos
A grander scale
I pray for clear skies
Blankets of evil will try to bring me back down,
as the son of ice
To confirm my burial in hell
Yet I will sprout
Disguised once again
My branches will continue to reach
For the light I will become
With the light I will grow
Fire I am,
Ice I consume
I convert
I digest
I rise.


   ...I will always Rise.