A thousand miles, I walked, None in my way, I found. The rain stole my tears, The dust hid my scars. When I was choking amidst Misty life, poetry knocked at my Doors, opened a new world. And the inky pen Polished my soul with Blazing words that sung love and life, And now I unchained my wings to fly above All the pain and nightmares, Higher and higher.