A gentle soul, twisted in part
Pains cruel blow, a perfect heart
No privileged guide, her own direct
Smiles to fight, strengths interject
Childhood scars, sprinkled in light
A journey learnt, despite her plight
Growing pains, that always last
Inner demons, reflect her past
Lifetime strained, no end in sight
A darkened day, a restless night
Fighting ghosts, behind her door
Retracting echos, now on the floor
A final blow, the end for some
Up she gets, her fight now won
Still she stands, her face so proud
Her own reward, her solo crowd
