The Challenge Within

Worthy of the challenge that is demented,
a force that twists, leaving me tormented.
It brings out the worst, at all the right times,
unraveling me with its cryptic rhymes.

Forgetting who I am, the old self fades,
as shadows stretch and light degrades.
It breaks me down, yet builds me new,
shattering illusions to reveal the true.

A force so dark, yet strangely profound,
pulls me under, spins me around.
In the depths, I lose my way,
but in that chaos, I find a new day.

It strips me bare, leaves me raw,
forcing me to face every flaw.
Yet in this madness, something stirs,
a seed of change beneath the slurs.

Bringing out the worst, yet planting a seed,
it feeds my fears, but meets my need.
For in the depths of despair and pain,
I find the courage to start again.

Worthy of the challenge that tests my core,
demented it may be, yet I ask for more.
For in the breaking, the bending, the burn,
I am reborn with every turn.

So let it twist, let it torment,
for in the struggle, I find my ascent.
Forgetting the old, becoming anew,
I rise from the ashes to something true.