Hope Fight Thee Demons Poem by Vision Ghost

Stagger the formation, undo the commitments, thee, be free
Rise, to the standing of your body, now stronger in energy
Enemies sought your destruction, now unprepared for this
I am running again, reaching to the doorway, of my bliss

Smashing through the boundaries, of my once imprisonment
Gravity keeps me here no more, as flight finds my wings replenishment
Torment repaid against that which bestowed, to my suffering
Nothing, gets away this time, I will conquer what was defeating

Charge into this demise, with the wind whipping in my hair
A knight’s heart flows, the blood of my rising to the arid air
Maidens touch and a chorus that sings to my aural senses
As the love of the kindred spirit that enwraps to my defences

Runner, fighter, again the man I was meant to be has returned
Never a strength been felt, flowing to my every bone spurned
Onward to eternity, for never the mocking laugh, effects so sly
Snap the chains that bind me here, rip out the mechanism and fly

Keep running don’t ever stop, headlong into that which once defeated you
Replace your pain with shield and the fist with a sword, the truest virtue
New obligations seen with a clarity that rivals, the crystal endeavour
Unbeaten and unstoppable, the wind and storm be on your side forever

Slash down the enemies, the ever enticing toxins that polluted you
There is a power in this now, the unrelenting conjuring that is so due
To find the muscle to my bones and the blood within my heart again
Courage that is never spent or undone, shattered no more, away the pain

Flux felt, grounds, that I walked, new paths shall be the concrete continuing
See my eyes are the mirror to my soul, the reflex of a new beginning
Honour and the new hope, revivalisms sought against the once nightmare foe
Crash into them now, as they turn and flee, back to the hell, the chambers below

Burn them, in the fires that tormented my soul, for so long without mercy
Tear down the walls of their decorated sin, turn again to strike and vent my fury
Dawn of a new horizon, for my eyes see the sun rising, on a world without fear
A world that is mine, that is my garden, my house, my ever turning sphere