Stand

Don’t ever think that because I’m emotional, I’m not strong. I’m emotional because I’m strong. I’ve stood against the onslaught. I’ve faced down loss and things that would destroy, that I know has destroyed others. You see me crying and think me weak. You see my tears and think I’m failing. Fools. I cry but I stand. I shed my tears and am unafraid of your judgements. I’m falling apart but those pieces fit together into a stronger whole. I’m afraid but I act anyway. I’m tired but I wake. Stand against me and fall.  Stand with me and we will both rise.

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