The Victor

Rhyming Poetry

Like a weight off of my shoulders,

or the turning of a page.

The darkness that hovered over me,

is gone now, along with the rage.

The sadness that engulfed me,

and tore away at my heart,

No longer haunts my mind,

since it did depart.

The depression that drug me down,

has lost its vicious hold.

The walls I hid behind,

those barriers did unfold.

The battle that I fought,

left me weak and marred.

But that too now has faded,

those wounds and all their scars.

I became the victor,

in the mind war that I won.

Now its all in the past,

and my future has begun.

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