Still Standing

“This is a prayer for the ones who have a roof…

but no room to breathe.

For the ones who smile through it,

and hope the numbers work this month.”

Lights are on but barely so

Rent is due, the fridge is low

Two alarms, one tired soul

Another day, another load

Bills stacked high on the counter top

Every dollar already spent

Paycheck gone before it lands

Trying not to panic yet

They don’t ask for sympathy

They just grind and carry on

But the weight don’t show outside

When the breaking point is gone

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Hear the ones who can’t keep up

They work so hard, still fall behind

Still praying it’s enough

They’re holding on with shaking hands

Afraid of one small slip

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Please don’t let them miss

Kids asleep in borrowed beds

Parents counting cents again

Skipping meals, stretching time

Just to keep the lights alive

Medical bills, rising costs

Gas and groceries eating hope

Every “almost” turns to fear

Every month a tighter rope

They’re not careless, they’re not weak

They’re exhausted, doing best

Trying hard to stay afloat

With the weight pressed on their chest

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Hear the ones who can’t keep up

They work so hard, still fall behind

Still praying it’s enough

They’re holding on with shaking hands

Afraid of one small slip

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Please don’t let them miss

And if the help doesn’t fall from skies

If there’s no miracle in sight

Let it come through kindness first

Let it come through shared light

Let us check on those we love

Not just when they break

Let us stop pretending “fine”

Means they’re okay

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Hear the ones who can’t keep up

They work so hard, still fall behind

Still praying it’s enough

They’re holding on with shaking hands

Afraid of one small slip

So God, if You’re listening tonight

Please don’t let them miss

Because hope can live in small relief

In one bill paid, one breath

Hope can live in holding on

When there’s nothing left

And God, I still believe somehow

They’ll find steadier ground

They’re still here, they’re still trying

They’re still standing now

“If you’re barely making it…

you’re not failing.

You’re surviving.

And that counts more than the world admits.”