Strong

I held the blade too long...

Now it's part of my palm.

You call it madness

I call it strong.

You play it cool, you bite your tongue,

You wait your turn, you come undone.

But I, I scream with sharpened grace,

And wear my fury on my face.

I'm not the calm, I am the quake,

I break the dam, I flood the faith.

While others plead for peace and sense,

I find salvation in offense.

They say, "Control it, count to ten..."

But I'll count corpses until I win.

I spit on royalty then torch their thrones

Let reason rot. I stand alone!

Strong, too strong to feel regret!

Too strong to kneel and be your pet!

I laugh while logic tears apart

I am the dagger in your heart!

Strong, so strong I've lost my mind,

Sick in the head, I'm misaligned.

Calm storms break where I belong

I am twisted. I am strong.

You medicate, I meditate

On chaos, rage, and darkened fates.

I don't bend, I won't forgive

All of the horrors that I've outlived.

Your balance breaks beneath my weight

And all the truths I suffocate.

I carve my name in your shattered bones

This throne of screams is mine alone.

Do you hear the darkness calling?

It chants my name while reason's falling.

You called me wild, now embrace endless sadness.

I'm the masterpiece of fucking madness!

Strong, too strong for grace or peace!

Too strong to beg, too scarred to cease!

My calm is fire, my mind a knife

I murder mercy to survive.

Strong, so strong I cracked the sky,

Cut through the Gods, and watched them die.

I'll never belong, So now I break

Crushed the holy and sealed my fate.

So when the world begins to end,

Don't look for saints or pious men.

They are all buried, all are gone

The last one breathing...

A woman strong.