Forged in the Fire

When the night feels endless, cold, and long,

And all you knew feels lost or wrong,

When silence echoes through your soul,

And weariness has taken toll—

Hold fast. You're stronger than you know,

A seed must break before it grows.

The storm you’re facing, harsh and wild,

Will shape the strength within the child.

Each tear you’ve shed, each scar you bear,

Is proof of battles fought with care.

You’ve bent, not broken—breathed through pain,

And found your feet in floods of rain.

Hard times don’t mean that you are weak,

They carve the truth you came to seek.

In loss, we learn what love is worth,

In struggle, find our truest birth.

The mountain’s steep, the path is steeped

In doubts you’ve buried, dreams you’ve weeped.

But every fall and every climb

Refines your soul, transcends through time.

You're not who you were—you're becoming more,

With every trial you can't ignore.

Resilience built with every bruise,

A better self you didn’t choose—

But earned. Through nights you thought you'd break,

Through dreams rebuilt from each heartache.

You're not just surviving—you’re alive,

Becoming someone who will thrive.

So rise again, though winds may howl,

You wear your courage like a cowl.

You are the light the dark can't take—

A soul the fire could never break.