The Rise

She knew that she couldn't quit even if the moment told her to.

She knew there were many who saw her pathetic soul and wanted her to rise.

She could not let herself hanging in the dreadful pit anymore.

She had to take a leap higher than she ever did to escape the wildness of her negativity.

She had no choice but to fight.

She had to fight herself who told her that she was useless. She had to fight that monster who told her that she was good for nothing. 

She needed to realize that she was the hope she was searching for.

Because she was the queen born to slaughter some and save the others.

She was the rise.

She was the light.