Still, I Can Rise | Poetry
I was stuck in a storm,
broken and not thinking,
half-believing, and barely feeling,
’Til I whispered my dreams out loud,
not to beg, but to claim,
Something real I can obtain.
Now I plant hope with open hands,
manifesting brighter plans.
The world didn’t change overnight,
but I did,
As I decided,
To bring my light,
Out of the shadows.
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