Therapy Bits

In the quiet hours, shadows cling,

Echoes of a past, a haunting ring.

Each day a step, through fog and mist,

A heart once whole, now tightly clenched fist.

Memories linger, uninvited they come,

Whispers of pain, leaving the soul numb.

Yet in the darkness, a flicker of light,

Strength in surviving, a silent fight.

Anxiety dances, relentless and bold,

But within the struggle, courage takes hold.

Through tears and heartache, a journey unfolds,

A story of healing, in whispers retold.

Alone in the night, yet never quite lost,

Hope in the heart, despite the cost.

Each breath a triumph, a step toward peace,

In the midst of trauma, resilience seeks release.

Living with shadows, a daily test,

But in the heart, a fire does rest.

With time and love, wounds begin to mend,

A path to healing, around every bend.

As the soul rebuilds, piece by piece,

Trauma’s grip begins to cease.

The journey long, but not in vain,

For in the scars, strength will remain.