I survived the Storm
I survived the storm…
and became the light.
There were days
the storm was louder than me.
Days I cried in silence
and prayed no one would see.
It tried to break me…
but I held on.
Piece by piece,
I found myself again.
Stronger.
Softer.
Wiser.
Now I don’t just survive the storm
I bloom because of it.
This is my story.
This is my strength.
This is me.?