Seven thousand

Attempts to rise

From the ashes

As once before

Cooked up alibis

To humanity

Sleepless nights

Caught in the webs

Of mental trites

Pushing into

Invisible walls

Of the unseen

Weaving wishes

On pages white

Enemies vicious

Throw mindless fights

Doubts infiltrate

Mixing dark with light

Yet the light wins

Though loss it seems

Then the dark cedes

Yielding to the beams

As the pages spin

Upon demure dreams