Ad astra per aspera (Through hardships, to the stars)


Inside the dark that surrounds me
Creeps upon my mind inch by inch
I hold my end among the chaos
For my head doesn't bow or flinch

Over the line of guilt and deceit
Lies but a place to grind and steal
Yet the wrath of running time
Can't break my unwavering will

Under the cloud of constant despair
Rests the grounds of abysmal pit
Still the looming horrors of pain
Can't make me nor my soul submit

At the mercy of a scarred fate
No matter what the odds are
For I am the writer of my story
I am it's brightest shining star

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