Silence is all-consuming,
Deafening in its wake.
With pain looming.

Yet devoid of sound,
It shatters and breaks.
Leaves you clawing the ground,

Gasping for breath.
Seemingly calm, oh
Sweet dance of death.

When I rise again,
I pity them.
Those who caused pain.

Left me on the brink,
Gave me an anchor;
Watched me sink.

That melodious abyss,
A harrowing home
Mixed with blood and bliss.

Nae a crevice to hide,
From battles or storms
Nor the feelings inside.

Remember this
As I rise
You'll be left in remiss.

I walk hand in hand
With joy and pain.
Rest of the world be ******.

Remember this.
As I rise.