In the heart of the storm, I stood alone,
Facing trials that made me groan.
Each step heavy, each breath a fight,
Yet I pressed on through the darkest night.

The path was steep, the road so rough,
Life’s challenges were more than tough.
But within me burned a flickering flame,
A beacon of hope, whispering my name.

With every fall, I learned to rise,
Wiping tears from weary eyes.
Strength was born from pain and strife,
In the struggle, I found my life.

Now, as dawn breaks, I see the light,
The journey was worth every fight.
In shadows, I discovered my might,
Embracing the day with newfound sight.