[completed] | Depraved Awakening [v1.0]

But on this fateful day, a stirring began to rise, A restless, raging fire that would not be denied. It crackled, popped, and sparked, as my eyes slowly opened wide, To a world that seemed to mock, with its cruelty and pride.

The world still seemed to mock, with its cruelty and pride, But I stood tall, with a heart full of fire, and a soul alive. The depraved awakening, had been a brutal, bitter birth, But I had emerged, reborn, with a newfound sense of worth. Depraved Awakening [v1.0] [Completed]

The awakening was complete, the spark now a roaring flame, As I emerged from the ashes, with a heart that bore no shame. For though I had been depraved, and lost to the darkest night, I had found my way back, to the light that shone so bright. But on this fateful day, a stirring began

With every word, the flames within me grew, As I began to see the world, through a lens anew. The depravity that had shrouded me, began to lift and clear, As I beheld the beauty, that still lingered, still persevered. The depraved awakening, had been a brutal, bitter

The awakening was brutal, like a slap in the face, A harsh reminder of the darkness that had taken its place. The mirror reflected back, a stranger's hollow stare, A shell of what I once was, with no hint of care.

This piece explores the theme of "Depraved Awakening" as a metaphor for personal growth, transformation, and redemption. The poem navigates the journey of a soul that has been lost and depraved, but ultimately finds its way back to the light, emerging reborn and renewed. The poem uses imagery and symbolism to convey the complexities of this journey, and the emotions that come with it.