The Weight We Carry

This poem captures how life can be hard, enjoyable all at the same time. It captures how its hard to fight to live but yet your still here. I am very sorry to anyone who are going through something.

Life pulls at us, a constant strain,

A tangle of sorrow, a thread of pain.

Each breath a battle, each step a fight,

The days turn to shadows, the nights turn to light.

We rise from the ashes, weary, yet strong,

Worn by the journey, but we still carry on.

In moments of darkness, when hope seems thin,

We find the courage to start again.

The weight of the world, it presses and bends,

We bend with it too, but we don't always break.

We carry our scars, we wear our defeats,

But in the struggle, resilience repeats.

The winds may howl and the storms may roar,

But we cling to life, even when it's sore.

For in the struggle, there's something we find,

A will to survive, a force undefined.

So we keep walking, one step at a time,

Through the chaos, through the climb.

For as long as we breathe, we'll keep the fight,

Fighting to live, to see the light.

Author's Note

I'm sorry if your are going through a rough time right now, it WILL get better, I promise you that.