My battlecry 
my battlecry will be " i did it" 
 screamed from the top of my lungs, 
like the most powerful manifestation,
 you would ever heard.
 i was armed with lost hopes and sweet dreams,
 but now my armor is useless..
 my last smile will defy all the moments in which life was a bitch
 and i cried my heart out, in pain. 
 an for a single moment,
 my eyes would steal the beauty of the moon, 
 when , for the last time, they will sparkle... 
i was there, i lived , i smiled, i laughed
 and for a briefly moment 
it is enough to make it through the day to breathe in one more time,
 to realise that i can be more than that.