Fallen II

The dark wrapped around me like a curtain pulled tight,
no sound, no motion, just the echo of the night.
My heartbeat slowed down like it was losing the fight,
and the world felt distant like it slipped out of sight.
I floated in the silence where the cold ran deep,
like the universe paused just to watch me sleep.
Every memory I carried felt heavy and steep,
and the shadows whispered softly that I was theirs to keep.

Then the quiet cracked open like a storm in the sky,
a force hit the darkness that I could not deny.
Not gentle, not calm, not a soft lullaby,
but a voice with the power to split mountains and cry.
It rose through the void like thunder through stone,
shaking every part of me down to the bone.
It said enough, stand up, you are not alone,
you are not finished, you are not overthrown.

You think I never saw you drowning in the quiet of your pain,
you think I never heard you calling out My name.
You think your story ends because you fell again,
but you are still breathing and that breath is not in vain.
I watched you run from purpose till your strength gave out,
watched you bury truth under fear and doubt.
But I never turned away when you shut Me out,
I was there in the silence when you cried for help loud.

The voice grew stronger like a fire in the air,
like a force that had waited for the moment to declare.
Stand up, face the truth you tried to leave there,
you are more than the choices that pushed you to despair.
You are here because your future still needs your fight,
because the world still needs the fire you hide.
You are here because the darkness does not get the right
to claim the final word on your life tonight.

The ground beneath me trembled like the dark lost hold,
like something ancient stepped in and refused to fold.
The voice said rise, you are stronger than the stories you told,
and the weight of your past does not own your soul.
You are not the mistakes that tried to define your name,
not the storms you walked through, not the years of shame.
You are the spark that survived every flame,
and the world has not yet seen the reason you came.

Then a surge hit my chest like lightning through steel,
a force so intense it felt painfully real.
It tore through the shadows with a power to heal,
and I gasped like my lungs remembered how to feel.
My heart kicked hard like it refused to fall,
like it grabbed onto life with the strength of a wall.
The darkness cracked open like it lost its call,
and I felt myself rising though I could not crawl.

The voice said breathe, this is not your end,
this is the moment your broken pieces begin to mend.
This is the night your story chooses to bend,
and the path you feared becomes the one you defend.
You will rise from this place with a fire renewed,
with a strength you never knew lived inside you.
You will walk forward with a purpose pursued,
and the world will one day see what you were meant to do.

The dark faded back like it knew it was done,
like it lost the battle it thought it had won.

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