To the challenges and Miseries of life, I write.
At the point where struggles become a part of you,
Eventually the breath of life, It begins to be.
Into your bloodstreams it runs.
This stage of life I mark,
Where your shadow leaves you lonely.
When rejection becomes your refuge,
And ignorance your companion.
To my Enemies I ode,
For they strive to seize me down.
For they not only live to see my die,
But dream to see my destruction.
To them my heart goes,
For they are the only ones who think of me.
Be it in adversary,
But their thoughts are the only ones I visit.