You Are Not Alone
They said your path is marked with loss,
a hand unfair, a heavy cross.
Yet still you stood, unbowed, unbroken,
with “hope” the truest word unspoken.
You go through life with ups and downs,
often not knowing that you show your frown.
You begin your day expecting loss,
not realizing that you bear the cost.
The drama fades where your courage grows,
like the dawn breaking where the dark once froze.
You’ve carried storms but not in vain
each scar blooms into strength from pain.
And hear this truth, though nights seem long,
you are not a burden; you still belong.
There are hands to hold, and hearts that care,
voices that promise: “I’ll meet you there.”
So, lift your gaze when the night feels near;
the light of love still shimmers here.
You are not alone, not lost to the skies
hope walks beside you, and never denies.
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