Stay Strong

Verse 1  
There’ve been days when the weight of trying  
was almost more than I could hold,  
standing on the edge of letting go,  
feeling tired, feeling old.  
Watched the dreams I tried to carry  
fall like feathers in the rain,  
just as all the hands I trusted  
pulled away and left the frame.
Pre-Chorus 1  
But in the quiet of the morning,  
with a whisper for a prayer,  
I found out I wasn’t empty—  
something holy waited there.
Chorus  
You are not your broken plans,  
not your bank account or shame,  
not the nights you almost ended  
what you thought was just your pain.  
You’re the breath after the storm,  
you’re the fire that won’t resign,  
you’re the soul that finds a rhythm  
in the chaos of this life.  
Trust this: letting go  
can be the bravest way to rise—  
every ending holds a doorway  
to a higher, waiting life.
Verse 2  
Through the fear of “what’s tomorrow?”,  
through the wallet running thin,  
through the promises that crumbled  
and the doubt beneath my skin,  
I kept coming back to simple things  
no darkness could erase:  
a hug that met me in the hallway,  
my child’s laughter in my face.
Pre-Chorus 2  
Tiny sparks in all the ruins,  
little mercies in the dust,  
like the universe was whispering,  
“Even now, you’re held, you’re loved.”
Chorus  
You are not your empty pockets,  
not your failed attempts to win,  
not the times you had to start again  
from less than where you’d been.  
You’re the breath after the storm,  
you’re the art that’s yet to form,  
you’re the heart that still makes music  
out of nights that feel too long.  
Trust this: letting go  
is not the same as giving in—  
every fall rewrites the story  
for a higher way to live.
Bridge  
If you’re standing in the ashes  
of the life you knew before,  
if the silence in your bedroom  
feels like it could crush you more—  
know that breaking isn’t failure,  
it’s the shell around your wings,  
and the cracking is the echo  
of a brighter life that sings.
Tag  
New beginnings hide in breakdowns,  
seeds are buried, not destroyed,  
what feels like a final ending  
is an opening in disguise.
Final Chorus  
So let these verses be a lantern  
when you’re stumbling through the dark,  
may these melodies remind you  
there is beauty in your scars.  
You are not the worst you’ve done,  
you’re the courage to go on,  
you’re the “yes” after the “never,”  
you’re the soft, returning dawn.  
Trust this: the next chapter  
is much closer than it seems—  
and one day you’ll bless the ending  
that released you into wings.
Outro  
So when everything is falling  
and you don’t know what to do,  
take a breath and know your story  
still has miracles to prove.  
You’re the breath after the storm,  
you’re the fire that won’t sit still—  
and the universe is with you  
as you rise and learn to heal.

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