Editing Openai/6915102c-9b98-800c-9fad-f0e97b31bd95 (section)

===== Stanza 7 =====

: I recall the fights that claimed my nights
: My deadlight eyes deadlocked in fright
: With nothing wrong, but what’s behind those dead eyes
: A trauma praised on a shelf with a well-worthy price

Analysis:
Here the poem darkens — this is the underbelly of recollection. “Fights that claimed my nights” suggests inner conflict or literal struggle. “Deadlight eyes” — eyes lit but lifeless — are a powerful image of numbness and trauma.
The “trauma praised on a shelf” line critiques how society or the self commodifies pain — treating it like an achievement (“well-worthy price”) instead of something to heal.
It’s a scathing recognition of how we glamorize resilience without addressing the wound.