I hear a voice deep within,  
One that whispers shadows, urging me to give in.  
Yet I know I'm still here,  
Fighting through the doubt, pushing back the fear—  
With that voice in the back of my head...

It began when I was just nine years old,  
A time of innocence, but a story untold.  
In moments that should have felt safe and bright,  
Something shifted inside; it didn’t feel right.  
But I was still a child, just learning to stand.

My heart raced with confusion,  
And in silence, I felt the intrusion.  
My thoughts screamed for help,  
Yearning for comfort, as I quietly wept.

I write this with compassion, sharing my truth,  
Challenging the weight of every harsh word,  
To the voice that once whispered discouragement,  
I owe a sincere apology, for the pain I’ve endured.

You slipped in at nine, as laughter took flight,  
A seed of uncertainty in a heart full of light.  
I fought through the silence, face down the ache,  
Yet your echoes lingered, a shadow I couldn’t shake.

My heart beat loudly, drowning out grace,  
As your taunts grew, it felt like a race—  
To find the soft whisper urging me to stay,  
To breathe through the storm and chart my own way.

I acknowledge now the struggles we faced,  
The battles within where courage was chased.  

But it’s time to say, with a heart that’s grown brave,  
That this journey is mine, so I’ll no longer cave.  
I never thought I’d find the strength to say,  
It’s time for you to go, and let me find my way.

There’s something remarkable that struck me, something I've never experienced before – a realization that solidified my feelings for you.
Throughout our date, I couldn't help but notice the way you looked at me; it wasn’t just a casual glance but rather an all-encompassing gaze that held a depth of warmth and connection. Your eyes seemed to sparkle with contentment as they locked onto mine, radiating happiness that enveloped us in our little world.
The moment that stood out the most happened while we were sitting at the cozy little table in the theater, the dim lights casting a warm glow over us. I found myself excitedly discussing the Hello Kitty show, passionately sharing my memories and thoughts. As I spoke,  you were sitting there, mesmerized. You were so quiet, but your gaze was filled with awe and pure admiration. It felt as if, at that moment, I was the only person in your universe.
That beautiful silence spoke volumes—your unwavering focus on me confirmed what I had been feeling deep down. It was in that simple yet profound interaction that I realized you were indeed in love with me. That’s when I understood just how real this connection is between us.

I am a creature of motion, fueled by the restless yearning for growth and discovery.
To succumb to comfort is to surrender to a slumbering state, where dreams wither and ambition fades into the background.
The fear of becoming ensnared in the web of laziness propels me forward, a flame flickering in the face of the encroaching darkness.

I choose the path less traveled, the rocky terrain that challenges my spirit and tests my resolve.
Uncomfortable, uncertain, yet alive with the spark of possibility.
In discomfort, I find the fuel to stoke the fires of my passion, to push beyond the boundaries of what is known and comfortable.
For in the discomfort lies the crucible of transformation, the forge where strength is tempered and resilience forged.

As I follow the footsteps of a heavenly melody, guided by the gentle hand of God, I navigate through valleys of uncertainty and peaks of faith. I find solace in His presence, as His light illuminates my path with love and grace.
Like a river flowing towards the vast ocean, my heart resonates with the rhythm of the universe, surrendering to the wisdom of the Creator's plan.
In each moment of surrender, I discover the beauty of trust and the peace that comes from walking hand in hand with God.

And as I stand before him, I am unafraid to confess my wrongdoings, for I know His mercy is boundless and His forgiveness is infinite.
Like David, I make my plea with a contrite heart, seeking redemption and renewal in the presence of the Almighty.
With each confession, I release the burdens of my sins, allowing his grace to cleanse my spirit and restore my faith.
Through deep humility, I find strength in vulnerability; by acknowledging my transgressions, I open myself to the miraculous power of an undying love.

I stopped listening to music.
I figured I needed some time alone with the silence.
And to be honest, it has been speaking to me all along…
I just couldn’t hear it.