
I’ve walked through fire, I’ve felt the burn,
Each scar a sign of lessons learned.
No shortcuts here, no easy win—
Just grit and heart and thickened skin.
I’ve stumbled hard, I’ve hit the wall,
But every fall just taught me all.
The game got tough, the stakes got high—
I leveled up; I didn’t cry.
Old fears now fade, I see them shrink,
I’m stronger now than I might think.
What used to shake me, I outgrew—
I faced the storm and pushed on through.
New chapter, new gear, brighter view,
The path ahead feels bold and true.
XP gained and soul grown deep—
I rise, I climb, I do not sleep.
So here I stand, no need to bluff—
I’ve earned this ground. I’m leveling up.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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Wonderful poem, Brenda!
This is powerful. The resilience and growth you’ve captured are truly inspiring. Well-earned.