描述
In the heat of the fight, the mind's shadow grows,
It's a beast with your voice, throwing punch after low.
But you, fierce and bright, find a crack in the gloom,
A shard of the day slicing through your room.
You're stepping out now, from the cloud, from the dread,
Your feet find the rhythm, no longer misled.
With each breath you take, you're rewriting your tale,
Emerging from shadows, fierce, alive, and unbowed.
