Are you strong enough to endure the pain?
The pain of the past... It lurks in darkness and copulates with fear They breed children called nightmares And they are true children of the Devil They hunt you till the moment you grow stronger Till the moment you become Achilles, Hercules, Apollo... And then they are gone You face them finally and see how little they are You slay the fear and castrate the pain, No longer they are your masters You are the chosen one, like many before you, You are on top, and now the story just begins, And there is nobody who'll dare to stop The magnificence you are _____________________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/