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 © | Year Posted 2020

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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 4, 2021 at 7:25 AM
Hello Ulamila, yes we must face our mountains. I speak to mine. If I am pain I speak to my pain. I always speak to my mountains. Enjoy your day my friend.
Tinadrua Avatar
January 10, 2021 at 1:42 PM
Hi Darlene !! mountains are meant to be climbed....so no matter how high it is, we have to face it no matter what come our way. Thank you. You have a blessed and fruitful day as well.
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