Discouragement

The weight of silence on my chest,

A thousand voices put to rest.

Each step a struggle, slow and tired,

A dream once bright, now dim, expired.

The path ahead, a shadowed maze,

Where once I danced, now lost in haze.

The spark that burned, now flickers low,

As winds of doubt continue to blow.

The mirror shows a weary face,

A heart once strong, now out of place.

The world spins on, a blur, a spin,

While I stand still, not sure I fit in.

But still I breathe, though lost in thought,

A thread of hope, though tightly caught.

For even in this storm’s embrace,

I’ll find my footing, find my pace.