Through
Each morning I rise, with gratitude in my soul,
Life’s a battle I face, but I never lose control.
Through the trials I stand, with my head held high,
I trust that tomorrow will come, and today will suffice.
I’ve walked through the shadows, faced the darkest of nights,
But I won’t let it break me, won’t give up the fight.
I’m a warrior, unshaken, I’ll stand my ground,
Even when I stumble, I won’t be knocked down.
They say life’s a journey, with its twists and turns,
But I’ll march ahead, no matter how much it churns.
I’ll rise above the hatred, the fear, and the doubt,
Conquer every demon, silence every shout.
Like a mountain I’ll stand, steady and true,
I’ll never surrender, no matter what I go through.
Chasing my dreams, no matter the distance or strife,
I’ll keep grinding, striving, shaping my life.
By Anna Tauvaa
Copyright © Anna Adams | Year Posted 2025
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