Better Days

There is a battle

Between her ears

Waging war, for years

An infinite imbalance

No yin to her yang

She struggles to sustain

Representing the minority

Herself she make priority

Her journey has taken her to the devils lair

No darkness can compare

Her heights soar among the eagles

A happiness that should be illegal

No middle ground from which to stand

Barely surviving soiled land

Crisis, a friend

Clutching onto crisp air

As the depths swollow her whole

Stealing her light and soul

Life defined by tragic events

A path belonging to her

A distorted history

An uncertain future

Promises of better days

Longing she stay

Change is paving her way

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