Amidst the remenets of this dilapidated sanctuary, There stood one.

One relentless warrior
Un willing to be broken
Refusing to admit defeat.

Embarking on the  journey down this treacherous path was one


Still a little shaken
Un clear of what is to come
Yet head still held high

In sight of glory, not daring to look at the road left behind , still was the one

Not completely sure of the ending
Remembering never to make the bed too hard.
Allowing nothing to encroach on her freedom


I just never knew that this one could be me.