Tired, Confused, Healing
CONFUSED & HEALED
In the stillness of the night I weep
My heart aching, sorrows heap
The stars above refuse to speak
As I drift on waves of feelings bleak
Memories dance like shadows in the dark
Each one a burning, painful mark
Whispers of forgotten dreams ignite
In the chambers of my restless mind's plight
Yet through the stormy tempest's roar
I find a glimmer, a light to explore
A flame within refusing to dim
A spark of hope, a chance to swim
So I rise, a phoenix from the ashes
Embracing scars and past clashes
For in this chaos, a truth unfolds
Strength is born when the soul beholds
Copyright © Ulamila Tinadrua | Year Posted 2020
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