I spent my days chasing the sun,
Looking for warmth in everyone,
But light is not something you seek,
It's something that grows when you believe.
I am not waiting to be saved,
Not lost,
Not BROKEN,
Not AFRAID.
I was the light all along,
I just had to learn my own song.
Author's Note
The rise isn't about being rescued. It's about realizing you were the light you were searching for all along.
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