My feet tread weary, on a road so long
Paved with struggles, where shadows throng
Each step a battle, each breath a test
A life of hardship, where rest is but a guest.

The sun beats down, like a hammer's blow
Wearing me down, as the days turn slow
The winds of adversity, they howl and whip
Leaving me battered, like a ship in a stormy grip.

My heart is heavy, my soul is worn
From the weight of worries, that never seem to torn the fires of doubt, they flicker and rise
Melting my resolve, like a winter's surprise.

Yet still I walk, on this winding road
Through the darkness and the pain, I've made my abode
For in the depths of struggle, I've found as park a flame of resilience, that flickers in the dark.

It's a hard life, but it's mine to own
A story of survival, etched on these bones
I'll wear my scars, like a badge of pride
For I am a warrior, who's weathered the tide.

Moments changed in the blink of an eye,
The sun rose in the west,
set in the east, and said goodbye.
The sky's beauty vanished before me,
Consumed by bewildering darkness, heavy with misery.

Clouds gathered, troubled rain poured down,
Droplets hitting the earth,
a melancholic sound.
No warning signs, no whispers of the storm,
Only the echoes of love lost, a heart forlorn.

There's a place where the sun rises
high where the skies are painted with colors that touch the eye where the air is crisp and clean, and the heart can breathe
free a place where dreams are born, and hope eternally.

But for some, that place seems far away
a distant memory, of light that shines through cracks, in a world that's worn and gray a world that whispers "you're not enough" every day.

Yet, deep within, a spark remains
a flame that flickers, but never wanes
a voice that whispers "you are more" than the chains that bind
a soul that yearns to soar, to leave the shadows behind.

So let's rise up, and shine our light
to illuminate the path, through the dark of night to guide each other, to a place of freedom and peace where love
and hope entwine, and the heart can release.

I cared for you and you cared for a careless somebody,
Whom was known as unknown. I
Was stuck at the middle of frustration being scared of the type of love
I breath. I have being so quit and terrified about the love that burst these dreams of mine that I had, If I could grant you one thing in life it would be an ability to
see yourself in my heart through my
eyes. Only then you can understand what
I mean about ****** love, even how strange you seem to be familiar. You forced
me indirectly to take a peek outside the
window during night time to look up in the sky and admire the stars in pairs
of couple form.
Now I contemplate my existence
as an inheritance but a brightest one is not
knettled, a bigger imagination
of a heart break linger daily of ****** love.

I set my sights on a steady pace
Aiming for consistency in every place
No peaks or valleys, just a steady line
Progress, not perfection, my heart and mind.

I seek to cultivate habits that stick
Daily routines that foster steady trick
No sporadic bursts, no fleeting highs
Just a consistent hum, a steady surprise.

Like a river flowing, smooth and deep
I strive to maintain a consistent beat
No sudden stops, no erratic turns
Just a steady flow, as my journey learns.

With each step forward, I pave the way
For a path that's predictable, come what may
No detours or distractions, just a steady aim
Consistency, my goal, my guiding flame.

Through trials and tribulations, I'll stand tall
Maintaining my pace, through it all
For consistency breeds trust, reliability too
And with each steady step, my dreams come true.

My heart, a flame that once burned bright
Now reduced to ashes, cold and grey tonight.
The warmth that once brought joy and light
extinguished by the winds of disappointment's night.

The promises we made, the vows we swore
lie broken, like the shards of a mirror's roar
reflections of what could have been,
now taunt a bittersweet reminder of
love's shattered haunt.

In the embers of what's left, I search for peace a respite from the ache
that will not cease
but like the dying coals,
our love's lost its glow.
leaving only heartbreak, and a sorrow that won't let go.

The memories we made,
now tinged with pain a reminder of what could never be regained
the disappointment stings,
like a winter's rain
a heartbreak that echoes, a love that could not remain.

In whispers of twilight, where shadows play,
A dying flame flickers, a love gone astray.
The warmth that once radiated, now dwindles to cold, leaving only memories, like ashes grown old.

The stars above twinkle like tears in the night, as I search for the love, that once shone so bright.
But like the ebbing tide, it recedes from my shore, leaving me with the echoes, of what we had before.

In this desolate landscape, I wander and roam, seeking the ghost of love,
that once called me home. But like the fading embers, it vanishes in air, leaving me with nothing, but the whispers of what we once shared.

In the depths of my soul, a shadow
resides a darkness that remains, where light cannot abide it whispers my name, with a haunting refrain a constant reminder, of the pain that remains.

It seeps through the cracks, like a chilling cold a presence that lingers, where love once grew old it hides in the night, with a
patient, evil grin waiting to consume, the light that shines within.

In this endless twilight, I search for a spark a glimmer of hope, to guide me through
the dark but the darkness remains, a constant, nagging guest a reminder of the wounds, that refuse to find rest.

Yet still I hold on, to the light that I've known
A beacon of hope, in the darkness that remains my own.

Soft whispers calm the soul
As healing's gentle touch makes whole
The fragments of a heart that's torn
Are slowly mended, like the morning's dawn.

The warmth of love and care surrounds
A soothing balm that heals the wounds
Of memories that once brought pain
Now slowly fade, like autumn's rain.

With every breath, the heart revives
As healing's gentle touch survives
The darkness fades, the light shines through
And all that's broken is made anew.

In time, the scars will fade from sight
As healing's gentle touch ignites
A radiant glow that shines so bright
Guiding us forward, through the darkest night.

Healing's journey is not always fast
But with each step, we find our path
Through the shadows, into the light
Where love and peace await, and all is made right.

A promise was made, a vow to keep, but now there is only void kept. Only shattered
dreams left, I reap the weight of hope and
left with deteriorated heart.

I looked for solace of guiding light, darkness
is what i found. On the endless night
the stars that shone brightly
beautiful they are forlorn shinely with
disappointing sting.

The moments of what could have being turned into empty memories. These dreams of mine turned into nightmares it is so vivid that my dreams were only misfiring emptyness.

A fragile soul, a heart of glass
easily shattered, by life's harsh pass
a whispered doubt, a shadowed fear
a constant question, "Am I enough, dear?".

In the mirror's gaze, a stranger's stare
a reflection of self-doubt, beyond repair
a criticism's sting, a comparison's weight,
a feeling of inadequacy, that's hard to abate.

Like autumn leaves, my confidence falls
a rustling whisper, that echoes through it all
a search for validation, a craving for praise
a desperate longing, to fill the empty spaces.

but still I search, for a sense of peace
a calm within, that the world can't release
a reminder that I'm enough, just as I am
a love that's unconditional, and not based on a plan.

So I'll hold on tight, to this fragile heart
and remind it daily, that we'll never be apart
from the love that's within, that shines like a light Guiding me
through darkness, and into the night.

I wake with the dawn, before the city's awake
my mind's already racing, with the day's tasks at stake I hit the ground running, with a fire in my soul I'm chasing my dreams, and I won't let them grow old.

I grind through the morning, with a focus so tight I'm a force to be reckoned with, in the dark of night I push through the struggles, with a will that won't bend
I'm a hustler, a maker, with a passion that never ends.

I'm a master of my fate, a captain of my ship
I navigate the obstacles, with a determination that grips I'm a warrior, a fighter, with a spirit that won't
break I'm a hustler, a survivor, with a heart that won't shake.

So watch me rise, watch me shine watch me turn my vision into a reality that's
mine I'm a hustler, a go-getter, with a dream that's in sight I won't stop until I reach the top, and I make it feel just right.

Oh Cwecwe, sweet and innocent soul,
a life so young, with a heart that's whole.
Innocence lost at seven years,
but now, in darkness, you search for the light.

A wrong was done, a harm so unkind,
a trust betrayed, a heart and soul left behind.
The pain you suffered, the fear you've known, will not be forgotten, justice will be shown.

Your voice, though shaken, will not be silenced, your story, though painful, will be relinquished. The truth will come forth, the guilty will fall,
Justice will be served, and you will stand tall.

Oh Cwecwe, brave and resilient heart,
You will rise above, you will never depart.
from the ashes of pain, a phoenix will rise,
And justice will be yours, with a warm and loving surprise.

A principal's betrayal, a sacred trust, shattered and broken, a childhood marred, with scars that wont subdue,
a young life forever changed with principal power, misused and abused.

May your story spark change,
and justice be your shield, may justice be served and your voive forever shine and your heart be made to swell.

Here is a revised version of the poem:

In darkness, I wander, lost and alone
a soul once full, now empty, a heart of stone
memories linger, a bittersweet refrain
echoes of laughter, now a distant, fading strain.

I mourn the loss, the ache within my chest
a grief so heavy, it threatens to consume my restTears fall like rain, a deluge of sorrow and pain Longing to turn back time, to love again.

In this valley of shadows, I search for a light
a guiding star to lead me through the darkest night a beacon of hope, to heal my broken heart and find solace in love, a brand new start.

Tears fall like words, a silent stream
a language universal, yet uniquely serene
they speak of sorrow, of joy and of pain
a vocabulary of emotions, forever sustained.

In every drop, a story's told
of love, loss, and memories old
they whisper secrets, of the heart's deep core
a language that's understood, by all who adore.

Tears of laughter, tears of woe
a symphony of emotions, as they flow
they bridge the gaps, between you and me
a common tongue, that sets our souls free.

In the language of tears, we find a friend
a companion that listens, until the very end
so let the tears fall, like words from above
for in their silence, we find a language of love.

In the silence, I hear your voice
a whispered echo, a haunting choice
to hold on to memories, or let them fade
a bittersweet reminder, of the love we've made.

Your absence gapes, like an open sea
a vast and endless void, that's impossible to see i'm lost and adrift, without a shore
a fragile soul, searching for more.

In dreams, I see your smiling face
a fleeting glimpse, of a love that's been erased I reach out to touch, but you're gone
leaving me with tears, and a heart that's turned to stone.

Time may heal, but it won't erase
the memories of you, and the love we've made in the shadows of my mind, you'll stay
a bittersweet reminder, of what's been lost along the way.

So I'll hold on to these echoes of you
a fragile thread, that connects me to you
and though you're gone, your memory stays
a haunting reminder, of the love that we've made.

The moon's soft whisper wakes the night,
a silver glow that shines so bright
the stars up high, a twinkling sea
a celestial showcase, for you and me.

In this quiet hour, I find my peace
a sense of calm, that the world can't release
the moon's pale light, upon my face
illuminates the path, to a sacred place.

Dreams unfold like petals, of a flower in bloom as the moon's gentle beams, ignite the room. The shadows dance, upon the wall
as the night's sweet magic, begins to enthrall.

In this lunar landscape, I find my way
through the darkness and light, of each passing day. The moon's soft whisper, guides me through and fills my heart, with a love that's true.

I compensed for her soul
But my misery
Outrageouted me in approaching-
Her I'm exploitated by the love from within
I suffered from the humor of
love, I am unfliched to look her sparkle
Eyes reflecting
primitive attention.

She had an aesthetic extrempore
Spotless but talkative. Love's tender touch ignites a burning flame
Tears fall like rain, a sorrowful
refrain longing for what could never be regained. A pleasure so sweet, yet a pain that remains.

I still hear the sound of the melody you used to carefully strim for me
during shiny morning, if I had a power I could command the world to spew your existence again.

I fail to get over the joyful
sweeter sound,
I can't close my eyes, your shadow approach
me like the darkness of sunset.

You were an aesthetic song , performed by summer pigeons. Now I'm alone in
my life of despair just to watch the sun
everyday dissappear,
there is no escape gateway from the inner part of real pain.

The journey
ahead is bold, my shield is weaken by
your inexistent anymore. Now I fail to attain
the real existence I'm trounced my
weaknesses are toppled.

A heavy heart, a bitter soul
Resentment's weight, it takes its toll
A slow-burning fire, that fuels the pain
A toxic brew, that poisons the brain.

It starts with hurt, with anger and with fear
A sense of injustice, that brings us to tears
But as it grows, it morphs into a stain
That spreads its darkness, and refuses to wane.

It seeps into our bones, like winter's chill
A cold and bitter wind, that freezes our will
It makes us question, the love and the trust
And turns our hearts to stone, with a bitter rust.

Resentment's weight, it's crushing and strong
A burden we carry, that lasts all life long
But still we hold on, to this toxic pain
Afraid to let go, and love again.

Yet, in its depths, a spark remains
A spark of hope, that refuses to wane
A chance to heal, to let go of the past
To break the chains, and love that will last.

My heart is shattered, my soul is worn, the weight of my struggles, has left me torn i've been broken, battered, and bruised
but still I rise, with a heart that's abused.

I've walked through the fire, with flames that seemed high i've faced my demons, with tears that I've cried i've been to the depths, of my darkest night but still I rise, with a spirit that's ignited light.

My scars tell a story, of a warrior who's fought, my tears tell a tale, of a heart that's been caught in the midst of the chaos, i've found my voice a whisper of hope, in a world that's made some noise.

So I'll rise from the ashes, like a phoenix born
i'll wear my scars proudly, like a badge that's been torn i'll walk through the darkness, with a heart that's aflame
i'll rise above the pain, and i'll make it through the shame.

In the whispers of the wind
a secret is shared
a truth that's hidden by our true life styles on the false world yet everywhere
life contains the beauty
of the unseen that
covers the painful moment
of our life styles. A tapestry of
moments yet to be gleaned.

In the silence of the night
a mystery is born, on a world
of wonder where dreams are sworn.
The threads of fate
a intricate design weaving together the
fabric of our prime
as we mesmerize the truth hidden within our lifestyle.

In the depths of our souls
a universe resides
our character and our
way of living , a cosmos
of emotions where
love abides the hatred in
our hearts of duality
where lightness
and darkness entwine together.
A symphony of contrasts
that make life look divine as deceiviantivity.