My deepest moments of despair,
Brought about my strength,
And perseverance and faith.
The moments I so wanted an escape,
Were the moments I prayed and praised
Despite the heartache.
The moments of despair
Reconciled me into appreciation.
It’s what pushed me to be grateful,
Despite the trash in my back pack.
This persistent wave of despair and depression,
Would knock me down
Aggressively without warning.
A constant cloud,
That would follow me
Just waiting to be poured on.
It’s my stiff upper lip,
My determination,
That pulled me through,
Despite my carry-on loaded with scrap.
Today I thank my despair,
Because in the end
It made me stronger,
Persistent,
And aggressively bold,
To not give in
Until my promise is fulfilled,
And I’m still standing,
Like a palm tree,
That bends, but never falls.