Just wounded not Dead

REBLOG

Also I shouldn’t have to state the obvious, but if you’re underage please exit stage left, and lastly I don’t know if blank blogs following your blog get you canned by the tumblr police, but I’ve had my blog terminated off here more times than most have had hot dinners….so if your blog is blank you’re getting blocked….just to be safe FYI

He once believed all smiling faces, all gentle words, all warm embraces. He walked through shadows, blind and young, with an unguarded heart and tongue. But battles carved his soul like stone, until he learned to stand alone. Not cold from hate, nor void of flame— just wise enough to know the game. For every lie became a blade, each false disguise a masquerade. And through the smoke of fear and pride, his sharpened spirit learned to guide. Now darkness knocks but finds no door, for he is not the same as before. Illusions break before his gaze, like fragile ghosts consumed by blaze. His armor was not forged from steel, but from the truths he chose to feel. From silent nights, from endless war, from wounds that made his vision more. A conscious mind became his shield, a disciplined heart his battlefield. And though the world still screams with noise, he walks untouched by shallow ploys. For once a warrior truly sees, no poison travels through the breeze. The soul awake cannot be chained— it turns all suffering into gain. 🖤⚔️