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.