Cracked Compass Finding North

I craved not affection, a desperate plea, Just whispers of worth, a glimmer to see. No mountains I sought, no jewels in a crown, But a touch of acceptance, a smile to drown The echoes of doubt, the shadows so cold Where whispered self-blame its story foretold They painted me worthless, a canvas of fear Their brushes dipped deep in a poisoned tear. I crumbled and faltered, the whispers took hold Lost in the darkness, with stories untold. But love, like a sunrise, chased shadows away, Real hands reached out, guiding me each day. Kind eyes saw the beauty I couldn't perceive, In flaws and in scars, they helped me believe No longer I wander, seeking in vain, The love that resides in this heart's soft domain. For now I have found it, a treasure within, A fire rekindled, where true strength begins: So let the winds whisper their tales of despair, My fortress of self-love can bear any glare. With every sunrise, new courage takes flight, I soar on my own wings, bathed in inner light. No longer dependent on fickle facade, My worth is a symphony, my spirit unchained I sing with the stars, with the moon as my guide, Embraced by the darkness, in my own light I confide. So thank you, dear shadows, for showing me home, The love that resides where I stand all alone. For now I am found, and my journey's begun, A symphony of resilience, under the setting sun.