Entry #63: I Am Reborn (Poem)

Reborn beneath the cold snow.

Chipping away at a frozen tomb with bare hands.

Forged in the rivers of anguish.

Clothed in the skin of dead angels.

The water has washed away the filth from my corpse.

Time has sealed my aching wounds.

My newfound strength unending.

I am reborn.

- Quiet-Emerald