Bursting Through the Fog
Ice and blur hugging me close
A choking white holding me by the neck, keeping me back
Keeping me trapped.
Making it hard to fight,
But fight I do.
Ripping flesh in the fight,
Bringing blood in the fight,
Spewing tears in the fight,
All mine.
All from me.
All my own.
Pain is part of the game,
It drives the force,
The force that frees me from the deadly fog,
That gives that last leap to freedom.
The freedom taken years ago,
Finally returned.
Finally MINE.
