I can see a face emerging
Through the all-devouring void.
Darkness, that so much destroyed,
Now seems to be diverging.
Underground, where I awoke
(Tangled up in roots that bind)
In solitude, I lay confined
Until my shackles broke.
For how long has my sanity slept?
A sense of normalcy returns
To ruins with self-inflicted burns
In which my troubled soul was kept.
My body greets his long-lost kin:
A dear old friend, my mind
And all the tying ropes unwind-
A change from core to skin.
Colour fills my pale complexion.
Life, once more, paints darkened creases.
All the small neglected pieces
Blends with my reflection
In the mirror, with awe I see
The sight of pride banishing shame-
A handsome face and sturdy frame:
The man I grew up wanting to be.
All along I knew him well,
I knew that he was there.
I knew I did not disappear;
Me, welcome back from hell.