starstucker
Member
am the unyielding battle cry of a frontline general
I wonder about the future and what unbalanced energies it holds
I hear murky rivers that call themselves voices and sound
I see pain transformed into power, memories into movement
I want nothing more than to simply be free
I am no champion, I am no hero, I am simply a survivor
I pretend everything is fine when all is being torn apart in front of my very eyes
I feel the smoldering conflagration of an unstoppable force at my fingertips
I touch the line between self-confidence and self-doubt as it becomes nebulous
I worry about the tumultuous silence in my supposedly beating heart
I cry as I feel myself crumble into the fragments of a family long-lost
I am the passionate, reckless flame of youth
I understand nothing but the unrelenting spirit of a phoenix reborn from the ashes
I say nothing but symphony in cacophony
I dream in numbers and think in codes
I try to mold myself into heart and hearth and hope hidden behind a too-wide smile
I am the solid mainstay undeterred by the elements
Acting swiftly, decisively, a taut rein over my emotions
A watchful eye over my team
Turning evocations and afflictions into steady resolutions
I am the mechanical tap-tap-tap of fingers on a keyboard
The lulling white noise of a static signal
And the recursion of halftone memories
I am the unerring shot from a perfectly-poised rifle
And the transient cliffhanger that precedes it
Rejoicing every victory, regretting every misstep
As I endeavor to equal my competence
I am both the protagonist of my own legend
And a girl who has left her heart at home
I am the sturdy ground beneath your feet
Fighting and defending with one hand
While mending and healing with the other
With earnestness no different
I am galaxies aligning
I am an unstable periastron drawing close
I am a million beating hearts in one, intertwined by simple fortuity
A million paths converging into one
I am bound to fate by duty, by obligation, by the whirr and click of interlocking gears
I am a survivor.
I am me.
I wonder about the future and what unbalanced energies it holds
I hear murky rivers that call themselves voices and sound
I see pain transformed into power, memories into movement
I want nothing more than to simply be free
I am no champion, I am no hero, I am simply a survivor
I pretend everything is fine when all is being torn apart in front of my very eyes
I feel the smoldering conflagration of an unstoppable force at my fingertips
I touch the line between self-confidence and self-doubt as it becomes nebulous
I worry about the tumultuous silence in my supposedly beating heart
I cry as I feel myself crumble into the fragments of a family long-lost
I am the passionate, reckless flame of youth
I understand nothing but the unrelenting spirit of a phoenix reborn from the ashes
I say nothing but symphony in cacophony
I dream in numbers and think in codes
I try to mold myself into heart and hearth and hope hidden behind a too-wide smile
I am the solid mainstay undeterred by the elements
Acting swiftly, decisively, a taut rein over my emotions
A watchful eye over my team
Turning evocations and afflictions into steady resolutions
I am the mechanical tap-tap-tap of fingers on a keyboard
The lulling white noise of a static signal
And the recursion of halftone memories
I am the unerring shot from a perfectly-poised rifle
And the transient cliffhanger that precedes it
Rejoicing every victory, regretting every misstep
As I endeavor to equal my competence
I am both the protagonist of my own legend
And a girl who has left her heart at home
I am the sturdy ground beneath your feet
Fighting and defending with one hand
While mending and healing with the other
With earnestness no different
I am galaxies aligning
I am an unstable periastron drawing close
I am a million beating hearts in one, intertwined by simple fortuity
A million paths converging into one
I am bound to fate by duty, by obligation, by the whirr and click of interlocking gears
I am a survivor.
I am me.