
In shadows deep, where doubts reside,
I’ve lost my strength, my will denied.
Bound by chains of fear’s embrace,
I’ve faltered in this endless race.
But whispers stir within my soul,
A distant echo, a hidden goal.
I grasp for light amidst the gloom,
To reclaim myself from impending doom.
The journey back is fraught with pain,
Each step forward feels like a chain.
But in the depths, a fire burns,
A spark of hope, my heart discerns.
I gather shards of shattered pride,
And piece by piece, I’ll not hide.
For in my weakness, strength does dwell,
A silent power, a hidden well.
I’ll rise again, though skies are gray,
And seize the light of a brand new day.
Though trials come and darkness looms,
I’ll take my power back, despite the gloom.
Thank-you for reading,
Much Love and Love,
Brenda Marie
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