I felt my heart wrenching, and ask myself is it worth it? the pain, the crying, the anguish.
the moments that test my resolve,
as shadows creep in, quiet and persistent.
Yet in the depth of despair, a flicker remains,
a whisper of hope that softly claims,

"Hold on, dear heart, for storms do pass,
and sunlight will break through the darkened glass."
Though wounds may ache and nights feel long,
there's strength in...