I lie on the floor,

Tears running down my face.

I can’t take it anymore

It feels like I’m losing the race.

Grief consumes my body,

My heart feels heavy

Nobody cares enough to come,

Nobody cares enough to see.

But a voice inside me whispers,

And it sounds almost true:

“You matter far more

Than what’s happened to you.”

My breath starts to slow,

And I want to give in.

But deep down, I know

I can still win

So I pick myself up,

And stand on my shaking feet.

Still sad.

Still hurting.

But brave enough to speak.

Even though I’m still crushed,

And the weight pulls me down,

I will stand and fight

For what makes my world go round.

No matter what they tell me,

No matter what they do,

I’ll hold on to hope—

And stay grounded in what’s true.

So to all who are struggling,

To the broken and brave—

Stand and fight with me.

Because I know that together,

We are unbreakable.