Resilience’s Triumph
No, darling. I am not weak
In the face of your words, filled with venom and disdain,
I stand unwavering, unyielding, refusing to be slain.
For I am fortified by the strength within my core,
A flame that burns unceasingly, forever to endure.
You say you hate me, with all your might,
But your animosity cannot dim my light.
I am impervious to the arrows you fling,
For I have learned the power forgiveness can bring.
My soul, once drenched in rivers of crimson tears,
Now finds solace in overcoming its fears.
Each trial and tribulation, a battle-hardened scar,
A testament to the resilience that lies within, by far.
Your words may wound, but I rise above the pain,
For in adversity’s embrace, I find strength to sustain.
I am not defined by the grudges you hold,
For my spirit soars, steadfast and bold.
Through every trial, I grow stronger still,
As I harness the power of an indomitable will.
I refuse to be shackled by bitterness and hate,
For love and compassion are the forces that dictate.
So, let the winds of animosity blow,
Their gusts can never bring me low.
I am a phoenix, rising from the ashes of strife,
Empowered by the depths of my own inner life.
It doesn’t matter if you say you hate me,
For I am resilient, unbound and free.
My soul, tempered by trials and pain,
Has blossomed into an unbreakable refrain.
In the crucible of suffering, I have found my might,
Embracing every challenge, like a warrior in the fight.
I have emerged, triumphant and whole,
A testament to the strength of my soul.
So, hurl your hatred, if you must,
But it will never erode the foundation of trust.
For I am stronger than any grudge or disdain,
And through it all, my spirit shall sustain.
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