Bittersweet Revenge

In shadows cast by murmured lies,

Where trust once sprouted, disloyalty murmurs,

A heart, when delicate, presently turned stone,

Peacefully, sustained seeds have developed.

With each grin, a knife's chomp,

The best dreams break up in night.

However in this obscurity, strength touches off,

A fire brought into the world from stowed away battles.

A grin to veil the blending storm,

In cleaned effortlessness, another structure conceived.

Chain anymore previous, a phantom, does not chains,

I rise again, from broke fields.

With every striking step, I guarantee my ground,

The reverberations of the lost resonate.

For retribution tastes both sharp and sweet,

A tune of heart's misleading.

The scars, they recount fights battled,

In each tear, an illustration educated.

Pardoning blossoms where torment once lay,

A touch of destiny, a more brilliant day.

However in this dance of compromise,

A self-contradicting, significant grief.

The adventure of compensation waits close,

Yet, shrewdness murmurs free.

So let the tides of destiny spread out,

In each closure, another world.

For the people who violated, may they view,

The strength that blossoms from stories retold.

Also, as I walk this way of light,

With each shadow, I embrace the evening.

For in the profundities of distress' rule,

I track down the fortitude to cherish once more.