Darkness once filled my soul.
I had no more left to give.
I hung on, but life was pulling me down.
My grip slipped.
Life crashed.
My lifeless body revived, bit by bit.
First on my knees. Finally on my feet.
My head once dropped, stood up.
Movement. Rigid, slow.
As my heart healed, movement fluid.
Over time, I started moving my feet, then my arms, my hips, and face.
Soon I was free, dancing.
Freedom, who are you?
Are you my soul put back together?
My body prancing around.
Movement to the music, which I’ve never done.
Chains rip off the more I glide.
My heart sings with joy.
I feel my soul, I am alive again.
My lifeless reflection- only that, a reflection.
Married to Pain 