Steady-Eyed

Life keeps moving the walls around,
Shifting the weight, reshaping the ground.
What once was steady now bends, now sways—
I learn to stand in unfamiliar ways.

Footsteps echo where silence lay,
New voices settle, night and day.
Responsibilities I never chose,
Yet love still blooms, and somehow grows.

Memories fade like mist in the rain,
Pages blurred, yet I hold them again.
Stories slip, but I won’t let go—
I guard the fragments I still know.

Inside, a war that few can see,
Demons whispering quietly.
They say I’ll stumble, say I’ll fall—
But I’m still standing through it all.

Yes, life is heavy, hard to bear,
But strength is written everywhere.
In every crack, in every scar,
I find the proof of who we are.

So let the storms reshape, renew—
I’ll bend, but I won’t break in two.
The night is long, but dawn will rise,
And I will meet it—steady-eyed.