a body too tired to move,
a mouth too tired to speak,
a mind too tired to forgive.
a whirlwind of hardships has plagued me recently.
i struggle to stand firmly rooted -
there is a hurricane trying to rob me of my stability.
in the dark, i am alright.
nightfall lends life to my worries and they bloom
lilies of comfort, daisies of warmth,
and i am me again.