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A tangled skein, a mind askew,

A twisted path, a blurry view.

To straighten coils, a painful task,

To find the light behind the mask.

I plan and build, with steady hand,

Yet shadows creep across the land.

They plot and scheme, with hidden glee,

And undermine the strength in me.

I see the truth, with open eyes,

But they are blind to my disguise,

That fragile shell I've built so high,

To hide the fear that dwells inside.

I speak my truth, with fervent plea,

But deaf ears turn away from me.

My thoughts, a whisper in the storm,

Lost in the darkness, cold and warm.

Upon this page, my soul I lay,

The story of my life today.

A mother's love, a sister's grace,

An absent father's empty space.

A father's fall, a darkened deed,

A broken promise, unfulfilled need.

Should I pursue a gilded cage?

Or fight for survival, turn a new page?

My resurrection, born in fire,

A Phoenix rising, ever higher.

From ashes deep, I find my might,

To claim my future, bathed in light.

Enter the labyrinth, dark and deep,

Where pain resides, and sorrows sleep.

The ghosts of loss, the sting of fall,

Echoing loudly within my wall.

But I will rise, I will prevail,

Against the odds, I will not fail.

No matter what the price may be,

I'll break these chains, and I'll be free.

They cannot silence what's within,

The roaring fire, the vibrant din.

From heart to voice, my truth will soar,

This path I walk, forevermore.