Tides

Rise and fall

Some days the world feels dim and slow,
a fading spark, a dying glow.
Motivation slips away,
thoughts turn heavy, cold, and gray.

Depression whispers, low and long,
that you’ve been broken for too long.
It paints your normal hopes in doubt,
and tries to drain your courage out.

But still you rise, though not with fire,
not fueled by lightning or desire.
You rise because your heart still beats,
a quiet drum beneath defeats.

Some days you’ll stand with steady ground,
and feel the warmth return, unbound.
On others, waves will pull you low,
and that is just the ebb and flow.

And healing isn’t straight or clear,
it bends with every month and year.
Yet through each fall, each trembling start,
you prove the strength inside your heart.

So when it’s dark and hope feels small,
remember: you’re surviving all.
Your story climbs through rise and fall,
and still, you rise after it all.

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