The Difficult Nights

On my difficult nights,

I let myself cry.

Because life seems,

To be passing me by.

I have nothing, no one.

I'm left alone with my tears.

When my guard is down,

Up pops all my fears.

But strength runs through my blood.

It runs through my veins.

Through the pain, tears, and fears,

That strength somehow remains.

With a renewed mind

and a delicate sense of being.

I realize there's more to me

Than what I have been seeing.

My substandard situation,

As challenging as it may be,

Will no longer hold me back,

From living out my dream.

I will no longer sit back.

And let life pass me by.

I will survive. I will soar.

I will thrive, and I will fly.