True 2 Your Body

The Unyielding Flame

In the quiet hours of the darkest night,
when shadows weave doubts and chill the bone,
I kindle a spark deep within—a flame
that defies the cold whispers of despair.

Each trial, a mountain steep and vast,
each tear, a silent vow of strength,
carves a pathway toward an unseen dawn.
I march forward, heart steady as stone.

The winds of fate may howl in fury,
the storms may beat relentless and wild,
yet in the echo of my resolute soul,
determination sings—a constant hymn.

For in every shattered moment,
and in every scar that time has drawn,
lies the promise of a reborn sunrise,
a future sculpted by unwavering hope.

I stand, defiant against the tempest,
my spirit rising, indomitable and true;
for even in the depths of despair,
the smallest spark can light the darkest night.