Struggle
If you ask me what shaped me this past year........
Struggle
The name of my year wrapped up in 2 syllables
And tied with the bows of trials and tribulations
If it wasn’t one thing it was another
Felt like I couldn’t go much further due to the countless obstacles in front of me
and yet I made it
You would think I would have lost my mind but I just had to find the warrior inside of me to fight these endless battles
And she is strong not because of her armor or her sword
But her word
And her faith
It made her have the strength of 10 men
And when I found her nothing could defeat me
I could face my troubles and tell them to flee allowing me to make it through the day
Even at my darkest hour I still had light that shined so bright that I could see my way to something that is better
My past days have built me to survive the future nights
So if you ask me what shaped me this past year
I will tell you..........Struggle
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