Beacon of Resilience (I Am)
In the ashes of my past, I rise high,
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace,
Wounds that marked my path now tell no lie.
From shattered dreams to a steadfast chase,
I wear my pain like an unholy lace,
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace,
In the ruins of yesteryears, I find my place.
Through the wreckage, my spirit’s in bloom,
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace,
Rising above in a deathless room.
As a beacon burns through dark and doom,
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace,
My scars, inked in pain, write my resume,
Each one a silent witness to my fight.
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace,
A proof of my undying light.
In the furnace of trials, I am the knight,
Each scar a badge of survival’s grace.