Real or Dream

Up from the ashesThrough the stormWilling to die or be rebornA hail of fiery dartsBit by bit, picking me apart Hope up aboveOnward  I flyThrough unshed tearI can not cryI see before meMY demonsAnd Beyond my sanctuaryNo mercy in front of meBut beyondMy piece of mindbutthe strengthdo I have it toto find?  Sean