He Is Evolving

He is evolving but not the way you expect,

Slowly becoming the person should have been long ago.

He walks through hell with a smile,

Conquering the demons and wearing scars as wings.

He faced tragedy and bore the pain,

Into the loops of trauma,

He is happy, healing, and hurting every day.

Building a kingdom on the brisks of scratches.

A mess of gorgeous chaos in his eyes,

Can you feel it too?

A fierce soul and a strong mind, 

Some days strong, sometimes sore.

Despite all, he will never fail.

Kneeling down before Almighty God and standing before everyone.