• hanamel 4w

    "27"
    Dragged across the
    tunnels of several hells,
    my suffering endured
    storms of fire and ice,
    causing my evolution.
    My depressions bore
    no blames against life.
    Just uttered words of
    gratitude.

    In my quest to seek a
    place in this world, life
    sought to change me. I
    yet stood resolute like
    Gibraltar. Original and
    unapologetic.
    Liberated by my scars.

    A thoroughbred and a
    lone beauty
    A soul regretting zilch.
    Only lessons learnt; as
    I emerge victorious,
    sauntering through the
    gates of 20heaven.
    ©Hanamel