The Shine Journal

Strength Within

by

Alexis Powers

The skies are clear,

But there’s always a danger that could be near.

Dark threatening clouds out of sight

I fight them with all my might.

Resistance is sometimes accomplished

But tomorrow there is nothing to be promised.

Am I wrong to think I am strong?

A tornado of thoughts rips through my mind and suddenly I’m completely blind.

Spinning and thrashing out of control.

I feel like a lost soul.

Not knowing which is the way to find sun rays,

This could go on for days upon days.

I question all of my confusion, but this seems only to feed the delusion.

Am I wrong to think I am strong?

I am the one who mixed the ingredients of disaster, so to create bliss I must become a master.

Reversing the effect is no easy task

Naturally, I wonder is it too much of me to ask

I struggle to reveal an opening to the sun and from there I gain strength as I run.

The sunshine in my mind is what I was determined to find.

Now with skies again without curtain it is here that I’m certain.

I am not wrong. I am strong.