Invisible Battles

He wakes up each day with the weight of the world,

Carrying burdens no one else sees.

Behind his smile, a storm quietly swirls,

His strength a fortress brought to its knees.

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He doesn’t know the light he brings,

The warmth that his presence can bestow.

He doesn’t see the courage in his wings,

Nor the strength he shows when feeling low.

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In the mirror, he sees only flaws,

The battles lost, the scars that remain.

But to me, he’s perfect, without a cause

For the self-doubt that drives him insane.

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If only he could see through my eyes,

To witness the hero he’s become.

To hear the truth in my heartfelt sighs,

And understand that he’s second to none.

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He fights each day, a warrior unsung,

With a heart of gold and a mind that’s strong.

Though the journey’s tough, it’s only begun,

And in my heart, he’ll always belong.

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So here’s to the battles, both lost and won,

To the moments of doubt and the endless fight.

For every dark day, there’s still the sun,

And he’ll find his way back to the light.