GHO$TS, GRIEF & GRATITUDE

For every time I was meant to break,
through every ordeal the world could make ◬

The tides of fate couldn’t drag me down,
it forged me in fire on the battleground ♂

For every storm that tore my name,
for every system built for blame ♃

For every silence meant to drown,
i summoned courage, held my crown ☌

The planets crushed, the hours bled,
their shadows circling overhead ✸

But in the dark I lit my spark,
a single flame against the dark ☾

Pluto’s pull through underworlds old,
saturn’s trials, relentless, cold ♄

Yet from the dust I shaped my throne,
an empire rebuilt from lands unknown ☉

For every hand that slipped away,
for every debt I had to pay ⧖

For every hope that cracked in two,
i chose the path that pulled me through ☿

For every ghost that took its toll,
for every loss that fed my soul ⧫

For every time I’d get ahead,
i’d find myself among the dead ✢

For every hurt I left unspoke,
i learned the truth that rose in smoke ⚘

The culture marked me weak or wild,
a force too fierce to stay unstyled ✥

But stars remember who I am,
a presence no curse on earth could damn †

Expectations cut like glass,
timelines burned and came to pass ⟐

Yet every scar became the key,
that carved the strength I claim as me ⇡

I forged a self the world can’t shake,
a rising born from every quake ◈

For every force that tried my will,
for every cliff that felt too still ⚚

I stand unbroken, fierce, awake,
there is no weight I cannot take ⟡