Question

Life isn’t gentle the way people say.
It pulls you under, then lifts you halfway.
Some days you breathe easy, some days you can’t,
And you wonder if anyone truly understands.
It’s waking up tired from battles you fought
Inside your own mind that nobody caught.
It’s smiling so others don’t see you break,
And holding your pain like it’s your mistake.
But life is also the small things that save you
A song you needed, a friend who came through,
A quiet night where the world feels still,
A tiny spark when you’ve lost your will.
It’s learning you’re stronger than the hurt you hide,
That storms can’t last, even when they divide.
And maybe you don’t feel brave every day,
But the fact that you’re here says more than words say. Life is messy, painful, stubborn, real
But through every scar, you learn how to heal.

Answer 1

Real, i like this one.

Answer 2

love the msg behind this poem