The Fight

Held prisoner

I did not understand

Alone in the world

I could not comprehend

I filled my days

Alone

Shame

In who I had become

Me, myself

Was the one

Keeping me prisoner

Of my thoughts

A knight

I was to become

My pen and paper

The sword

Against my sadness

Fighting the feelings

A victory

I coud feel it near

With success

"I did it!", I must say

This sword

It led the way