Buried deep where worries grow,

I tread a path, uncertain, slow.

Right through the gloom, I find my way,

A beacon shines to guide my day.

Inside my mind, a vibrant hue,

Paints dreams and hopes, both old and new.

Though trials loom, and hardships thrive,

I know within, I am still alive.

The pain I have felt, it carves a space,

Yet in my soul, I find its trace.

A testament to strength I’ve known,

A spirit fierce, though sometimes prone.

Each challenge faced, each hurdle crossed,

Strengthens resolve, no matter the cost.

With colors bright, my thoughts revive,

In every step, I am alive.

So, through the tunnel, dimly lit,

I walk with heart and fiery grit.

For on this journey, come what may,

I trust the Light to guide my way.