A great big roar,
A flash of light,
The heavens create a beautiful sight.
Darkness;
The crashing of drums all around,
My voice dares to make a sound.
Below me, the ground cracks,
Above me, the lightning strikes
the whiplash of my wounded heart.
The low rumbles roar,
Lower in sound,
Yet, high above the ground,
Here I still stand;
Embracing the strength of my voice,
Each bright streak of light,
Lifting me higher,
And;
The higher I move up,
My voice carries me;
Standing my ground,
Being heard for the first time.
There is thunder in the sky;
Do you hear me?
The sound of my voice,
My victory.
You pulled me down twice,
But I come out of the shadows,
And step into the light.
There is thunder in the sky
The sound of my victory;
Telling you,
Your time of torment is done,
And you can't stop me anymore.
About the Creator
Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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