At a very young age
They killed my voice 
Years of loveless burning flames 
slow suffocation
It finally decomposed 
But, like a rising Phoenix 
My voice was reborn 
It's no longer low and strangled
Instead, more precise and matter of fact  
My eyes on the sun
I speak with passion 
I confront sugar-coated aggression 
I dismiss scathing sarcasm
I cut ties with backbiting jackasses 
Provoked, threatened or mocked 
I will annihilate you 
without second thought or regret.
