The Struggle….

The Struggle…….is the healing

The Struggle…..is the real

The Struggle………is where darkness and soul clash their fists

And where something wounded reveals its truest need

The Struggle….is the moment

The Struggle…..is the sign

The Struggle…..is the place

Where past and future rage for change

In a present unlived

The struggle…is the grind

The struggle… is the tension

The struggle …. reminds

Where sharp and raw

Pain recoils agains trust

and protection from

The Struggle ….is the opportunity

The Struggle ….. is the gain

The Struggle…. points

to where there’s love that aching for you

and something is in its way,

Where a pillow is required

and a scream

and a cry and a fucking ‘wonder why’

there feels no end, or feels no reason.

Because its in the struggle

where healing happens

where the fight for love occurs

and your soul is making itself desperate to love you

awakening by awakening

layer by layer

pain by pain

to reveal a power so deep

it can cut through despair.

The struggle….is the healing

It’s the place.

Where power is forged in the sparks of the grind.

In the Struggle, there is gold.

Treasure awakening from your soul.

Let it rage

Let it feel.

The Struggle is the place…

where wounds get loved to hope.