Spirited

Through the mist of agony I see him growing Its like a bloom in a desert, The seeds of success are sowing He defied the devil Made his way through pitch black darkness He hid his pain in a grave somewhere, But his face bears no hardness He was abused and subdued People inflicted so much pain on him He was caged and ruthlessly bruised, And through that despair he learned to swim Sorrows suppressed him to such an extent He grabbed his pillows and walked far away He sacrificed the bliss of sleep and took a longer road, One that beholds his destination but no place to stay The desperation and dejection still squeezed his heart The are like thousand needles pressed against his flesh He has crushed so many memories behind that face, His eyes are still radiant and fresh He has dreams to fulfill He will be the winner in this struggle He shall conquer the throne, And his oponents will be crumbled His soul is like an exuberant lamp It always glows like a hope It enlightens for others to see through darkness, He's an angel who lends your heart a rope No matter how unfortunate life gets He knows his directions very well He has no support,no one to hold, But that's how he'll discover himself