!Kawabunga!

When I sit and think, bend my mind to the brink, only to find this epiphany, lost in utter agony. Still life presses onward, like lighting cracking forward, a new dawn raises from the ashes, with flames rolling in dashes. A breath escapes me and I wheep, in this dread starts to creep. This demon in my bones comes forth, showing me my true self worth! Try to fight and lose the ground, its not wrong, learn and be proud! For if we are not beaten and brused, the scars of wisdom cannot be true! Be true to you!