Believe

 Believe in you

Some days, you wake up and nothing has changed.

The same weight, the same wounds, the same endless pain.

You look around and wonder if this is it -

If life is just a cycle of waiting,

of pushing through, of holding on

Without ever knowing when relief will come.

But listen -

Not every battle is meant to break you.

Not every dark night is meant to stay.

Some storms exist just to remind you

That you are strong enough to stand in the rain.

You may have a hundred tomorrows that feel the same,

Each one heavy, each one gray.

But one day, you'll wake up,

And the air will feel lighter,

And the weight you carried will be gone,

And you'll realize - this was the tomorrow you were waiting for.