The Last Stand

The last stand,
Feeling whole again.
Raging into the sky.
Making a last stand.

Of all the life,
Its all its turns,
A last stand.
Taller, stronger, faster.
To rage and bring this world back to life.

Making this stand.
Breaking out.
Grabbing the mind,
And shaping.
Through the fire and the pain.
To make it mind,
Bring it to heel.

Standing firm, against any hurricane.
Standing tall.
To rage throughout the night.
Care and being through all the darkness.

This pain consumed.
It all taken inside,
To be made mine.

To break apart all my weaknesses, flaws.

Broken they lie.
Triumphant again.
Where I will shine.

Rage and pain my soul,
Broken to be built.
Forged in the flames of pain-all-consuming.

Letting the light break free.
Letting it all out.

The shift of the mind.
Sick and tired,
Raging into the night sky.
Raging through,
This last night’s stand.

To stand tall.
Defiant in the face of pain.
To let be consumed,
Only to break free.
A world made mine.

Made free.
To break every bone,
Totally ripping apart my mind.
To be set alight.
Flames raging bright.

Knowing no change,
But concurrently forging a path.
Molding a mind.
In this darkness,
To flourish, conquer and to stand.
Making my last stand.

Today got better. Finally. Knew, been through terrible pain before many times. Know that I often have to self-harm within the depths of the mind. Find, be, embrace total darkness and pain totality.

To rage and break free. To show the world. Gets to one of those “fuck it, being it all on!” moments.

Went on a good long walk and took the post picture. Relaxed and did fuck tonnes on my dissertation today, enough for many days worth.

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