Keep Fighting
Since childhood, I’ve dreamt of fire,
A pack of demons, fury and ire.
Their eyes, like embers, burned full of hate,
And in those nightmares, I sealed my fate.
They tore at my flesh, their claws so sharp,
And I burned alive in the cold and the dark.
Ashes and smoke, my life turned to dust,
Consumed by the flames, murdered by trust.
At home, the demons wore different faces,
A father’s rage in a bottle's embrace,
A mother who hid behind righteous eyes,
Her love, a mask of cruel disguise.
She preached with a smile, then shut me away,
Her love for me lost in the things she'd say.
I learned to hide, to shrink, to bend,
But the demons in my dreams never let me mend.
The years dragged on, I thought I’d won,
I met a man, who promised the sun.
Seven years passed in a fog of pain,
Another demon’s hand, another chain.
He tore at my heart, my spirit he crushed,
I burned in the fire, my soul turned to dust.
But I left, and I fought, and I found my way,
To a life of peace, to a brighter day.
Aurë entuluva, the day will come again,
When the smoke clears away and darkness will end,
When I can stand and see what I’ve done,
When the demons' fire burns out in the sun.
But still, they come, those foul beasts in my mind,
Their eyes glow red, their hunger undefined.
I’ve fought them all, I’ve walked through the flames,
But they whisper still, they call me by name.
Though I’m free now, though I am closer to whole,
They try to reach in, to burn through my soul.
But I fight them still, for the child I was,
Who I protect now, with each wound, every loss.
That one still within me, who I still carry near,
In the echoes of my heart, I still hear the fear.
And when the demons come, when they try to devour,
I hold that child close, protect with my power.
No longer a victim, no longer a slave,
I stand tall now, and try to be brave.
The fire may still burn, but it won’t take me down,
I’ve found my strength, I wear it like a crown.
Aurë entuluva, the day will come again,
When the fire’s no longer a battle to win.
The demons will keep fading into the past,
And I will stand, finally free at last.
A pack of demons, fury and ire.
Their eyes, like embers, burned full of hate,
And in those nightmares, I sealed my fate.
They tore at my flesh, their claws so sharp,
And I burned alive in the cold and the dark.
Ashes and smoke, my life turned to dust,
Consumed by the flames, murdered by trust.
At home, the demons wore different faces,
A father’s rage in a bottle's embrace,
A mother who hid behind righteous eyes,
Her love, a mask of cruel disguise.
She preached with a smile, then shut me away,
Her love for me lost in the things she'd say.
I learned to hide, to shrink, to bend,
But the demons in my dreams never let me mend.
The years dragged on, I thought I’d won,
I met a man, who promised the sun.
Seven years passed in a fog of pain,
Another demon’s hand, another chain.
He tore at my heart, my spirit he crushed,
I burned in the fire, my soul turned to dust.
But I left, and I fought, and I found my way,
To a life of peace, to a brighter day.
Aurë entuluva, the day will come again,
When the smoke clears away and darkness will end,
When I can stand and see what I’ve done,
When the demons' fire burns out in the sun.
But still, they come, those foul beasts in my mind,
Their eyes glow red, their hunger undefined.
I’ve fought them all, I’ve walked through the flames,
But they whisper still, they call me by name.
Though I’m free now, though I am closer to whole,
They try to reach in, to burn through my soul.
But I fight them still, for the child I was,
Who I protect now, with each wound, every loss.
That one still within me, who I still carry near,
In the echoes of my heart, I still hear the fear.
And when the demons come, when they try to devour,
I hold that child close, protect with my power.
No longer a victim, no longer a slave,
I stand tall now, and try to be brave.
The fire may still burn, but it won’t take me down,
I’ve found my strength, I wear it like a crown.
Aurë entuluva, the day will come again,
When the fire’s no longer a battle to win.
The demons will keep fading into the past,
And I will stand, finally free at last.
