Strength

The roads were tough.
Times had never felt so rough.
I wished for the end.

There was no more push in me,

I could no longer pretend.

Where my heart once sat was now an empty burning wound.

In weakness I almost fell to my knees,

but then there was you.

You made breathing feel good.

You made me feel like living.

You look at me, the blood rushes back,

and I feel a love inside me that is thriving.