Poem: Living Through the Pain

Through the haze of endless night,
I walk, I stumble, still I fight.
The weight of sorrow on my chest,
A restless heart will never rest.

The world, it turns with cruel intent,
Each step I take, a slow descent.
Yet in the dark, I learn to see,
That pain can shape what’s meant to be.

With every tear that falls like rain,
I find a strength that breaks the chain.
Though shadows twist and haunt my soul,
I rise again, I make me whole.

The road is long, the winds are cold,
Yet in this ache, I am consoled.
For even when the storm is wild,
The heart remains a hopeful child.

Through every wound, through every scar,
I know my spirit’s never far.
I live through pain, and in its grasp,
I find the will to still outlast.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie