Through trials fierce, the world did test my soul,
Denied me joy that others find as whole.

Life stood against me, fierce and ever cold,
And burdens deep on fragile shoulders rolled.

I’ve seen betrayal, hate, and envy’s fire,
Yet still, I stand, though weary and so dire.

With strength unbending, though my choices failed,
I fought for kindness, though none prevailed.

Each hope I breathed, life crushed with ruthless hand,
But I press on, though storms don’t heed my stand.

I pray for peace, for rest in days to come,
For blessings true to ease what I've become.