When the dust has settled and the lights go out,
When the cheers fade away, leaving only doubt,
I'll still be here, in the aftermath,
The last one standing on this broken path.
Through battles fought and scars worn deep,
Through sleepless nights and promises to keep,
I've lost my way, I've fallen down,
But I rise again, no longer bound.
I've watched others fade, I've seen them fall,
But something inside keeps me standing tall.
It's not about winning or reaching the end,
It's the strength to endure, the will to mend.
The world may crumble, storms may rise,
But I'll face it all with steady eyes.
For I've learned that survival isn't just might,
It's the courage to stand, to stay in the fight.
When the smoke clears and silence reigns,
When nothing's left but echoes and remains,
I'll still be here, unshaken, demanding—
I'll be the last one standing.
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100+ Poems for Gabrielle ~ Vol. 1
Poetry"100+ Poems for Gabrielle" is a first volume, heartfelt collection of poems dedicated to someone special, weaving together themes of love, friendship, and deep emotions. Each poem reflects unique moments and feelings, offering a journey through word...
