Resurgence

Locked in the tapestry of dark,

I cried, I bled throughout,

They took over my body not my strength,

I curled myself to the half of my body length.

For what I gave and what I got,

Was this the price? Was this the cost?

I was beaten, I was taken, I was fed up

I moved, I crawled and here I stood up.

The scars on my body do fade,

but what does not is the jade,

Hereby I say I forgive the cruelty made,

Cause I am the beauty not the blade,

My mind in a congestion, honking the horn

There comes sun, there comes the dawn,

As pure as a swan, I was reborn

I rise again I am the glory I am the grace,

I have no regrets no past to chase,

If given a chance I would choose me, brace me through dark and light,

Until my soul takes it’s final flight.

Rakshitha. S

MDE