I hate these psychological excuses that dominate my thoughts.
Why is it this hard to face life with a clear mind?
I'm overwhelmed in the same way the moon is overwhelmed by the sun.
But like the moon and the sun, I shine brilliantly even when I feel overwhelmed.
My strength is renewed through hope.
My soul has an anchor,
Firm and secure.
For I know,
Life will be brighter than noonday,
And darkness will become like morning.
