"It ain't about how hard you hit. It's how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward..."(-excerpt from "Rocky Balboa")

Here i stand today,
I now love darkness,
coz it has the smell of revelation,
I worship death,
coz it's inevitable,
I appreciate pain,
coz it gave me birth,
i drink my own blood,
coz it gives me life,
I choose failures,
else they will choose me,
I choose delusions,
coz that's THE dimension of life,
but behold,
here I stand,
on the foundations of 
metallic mettle,
in the midst of all this
darkness,death,
ghosts,delusions
like a tiny
little lamp
challenging the empire
of darkness
yet not hating it
coz it is the darkness
that gives meaning
to the very existence
of the lamp
fighting the
overwhelming
and over arching
hopelessness and
despair of darkness
with nothing
but a flickering flame
of hope
i can't wait
for the sun
to rise
i have to burn myself
NOW
if I were to be ignited
in the darkness
it's because
i am a lamp
if that's my fate,
so be it,
o' my lord,
i bow to thee
for choosing me
for whatever purpose
you deemed fit,
I pray to thee
to make sure that
despite all,
this darkness never 
enters my heart
and my soul
and I promise to thee
that I
won't be a waste
of your creativity.
I will be your image,
I will be your likeness.
Here I stand,
Again.