I've stumbled through the dark,
Trying to grasp at a reality
That didn't want to be found,
Lost and alone without a light,
Fear has settled in,
I stumbled through the dark,
Fighting the demons of my past,
I was defeated,
Alone with my own self-hate,
the cuts and bruises,
The only sign of a tortured soul,
I was lost within myself,
Unable to see the light at the end,
I was lost in the forest of Self-destruction,
But peace found me in the end,
the battle now won,
I've come out triumphantly,
With my head held high
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