08/05/2025
Still, I Rise
I need to be strong-
Even when strength feels worn and thin,
When part of me aches just to rest,
Yet I rise and fight from deep within.
When life grows heavy,
I bear the weight,
Alone, with no one else in sight,
I break in silence, hide the pain.
But still, I stand and face the fight.
I carry myself with steady grace,
Though storms may rage and skies may fall,
For if I stumble, who stands in my place?
I can't afford to lose it all.
I can't afford to quit or fade,
The world won't pause to ease my pain,
So I press on, though tired and torn.
With fire in my soul, I remain.
Each scar I bear is proof I lived,
Not just survived, but chose to grow.
And though the road has worn me down.
I find new strength in what I know.
That even shadows need the light,
And dawn will follow darkest night,
That every tear I've fought to hide Has made me braver deep inside.
So I'll keep rising, day by day,
Though doubt may whisper in my ear,
I'll meet it with unyielding will,
And turn my trembling into cheer.
For in this life, the weight I bear,
May bend me, but it won't define,
Because I walk with purpose still,
And every battle shapes my shine.
