In the pit of life, where pain resides,
Two paths diverge, where destiny abides.
When in the face of hurt, a choice is made,
To let it fester, or let it fade.

Some hearts grow bitter, like poisoned wine,
Their souls consumed by darkness, losing happiness inside.
As they dwell in shadows, where bitterness thrives,
And let the hurt define their very lives.

While others rise, just like a phoenix from the flame,
And transformed their hurt into a source of gain.
They choose to heal, to mend each broken part,
And let the pain ignite a brand-new start.

Because in the depths of sorrow's night,
They found the strength to seek the light.
And within each scar earned, a lesson learned,
So they choose to heal, giving their spirit what it deserves.

Cause in the battle of trials and strife,
Lies the power to shape our journey's life.
So let us choose, with courage and with grace,
To let the hurt refine, not to erase.

For in the ashes of our darkest days,
We find the strength to rise, in countless ways.
To turn the hurt into a beacon bright,
And guide us through the shadows of the night.

So don't let your hearts grow cold, like winter's frost,
Nurturing grudges, then left counting the cost
Then cling to pain, while anger reign,
Left walking around with a ball and chain.

Let's choose to rise, and to endeavor,
To let the hurt make us stronger, not sever.
For in the end, it's not the pain we weather,
But how we use it to grow, and get much better!!



© Nicole 🍒 JoMoRo