One more poetic expression

Not great, but it's an expression, first part a bit negative but for conveyance, namaste.

The power of one, the power of all
Cosmic balance some rise some fall
Others look up you're oh so tall
Their pain indescribable a voice-less call
Some can avoid it, a breeze, that is all
For some, this is not a simplicity as saw
Perhaps it is me, perhaps it is law
But the pain of the many has left me so raw
All I can do is bite my tongue - let it gnaw
My heart -it bleeds- I try to crawl
Regardless, I survived, the rips and mauls
My seeking of strength I'm afraid is the cause...

Not fruitless was my journey through hell
For it seemed as forever I was there but a spell
Unlike others, my soul I couldn't sell
I stuck to my morals and rose when I fell
Gathered my strength-escaped from the cell
Began to climb from the bottomless well
As I rose, the darkness would dispel
With joy in my heart I began to swell
Into the light, I'm sure this rings a bell
I went from beaten and hurt to illuminated jell
Now one with all, as the scentless smell.