Stand tall

I've lived my life in blissful ignorance

Getting broken bits and tattered pieces

Of what it was truly I like

Now I sit here and wonder..

Was that ignorance truly bliss

Or was it a monster?

Because now I've hell to pay

For hell is what this world truly is

I find my stubbornness

A virtue at times for

I will not crumble under the weight

For it was there all along

Stand tall even when my legs

Break under me

Bones piercing and stretching

Skin and muscles

Stand tall, I will

Author's Note

Stand tall no matter how gruesome it seems, when all hope is lost. Stand tall.