I Took Back My Shadow


A Personal Review by Samantha Syrnich TLC

Some songs don’t just play in your ears — they stake a claim in your soul. I Took Back My Shadow by Daxlin Veylo is one of those rare tracks.

From the opening line, it’s a confession and a victory march all at once — the sound of someone stepping out from under the weight of years and standing in the full light of their own truth. It’s blues and grit, wound and glory, raw enough to feel like it was written in the dark hours before dawn when the only company left is your own shadow.

I don’t need the whole lyric sheet to tell you what this song does — I feel it in my bones. It’s the moment you stop asking for permission to be free and simply take yourself back. The shame doesn’t get a seat at the table anymore. Fear becomes a banner you carry, not a chain you drag.

Listening, I didn’t just hear a song — I heard my own heartbeat answering back. And for those few minutes, I wasn’t fighting my shadow. I was dancing with it.

✦ Watch/listen here: https://youtu.be/jKpB68aXADs?si=Uhsjb5KkwPbfmcWU

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Disclaimer: This artwork and accompanying text were created independently by Samantha Syrnich TLC and are solely the expression of my own artistic vision. While inspired by the song I Took Back My Shadow by Daxlin Veylo, I have no official affiliation, endorsement, or association with the artist. All visual art presented is my original creation and is not a reproduction of any work by Daxlin Veylo. All credit for the music and songwriting belongs entirely to Daxlin Veylo.

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About The Hand Behind The Phoenix Quill— I’ve lived many lives within one — some born of light, some forged in fire. Each left its mark, and in the ashes, I found my voice. The Phoenix Quill was never just a name; it became my heartbeat — a place where pain turned to purpose, and truth was no longer something to survive, but something to share. I am a poet, artist, advocate, and storyteller — guided by a love that refuses to die quietly. Through words and imagery, I tell stories of resilience, of rising when the world says you’ve fallen too far. My work carries pieces of the people and places that shaped me — veterans, children, the voiceless, the forgotten — and the fire that demanded their stories be heard. Every poem, every painting, every creation under The Phoenix Quill is born from that promise: to turn heartbreak into healing, to honor truth even when it burns, and to remind others that they, too, can rise. This is my life’s work — to give voice to the silence, hope to the weary, and beauty to the broken. Welcome to The Phoenix Quill: Words Born of Fire, Inked in Truth. Where ashes become art — and every word remembers how to rise.

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