Struggling to survive

In shadows deep, where sorrows reside,
Struggling to survive, in the ebb of life's tide.
Whispers of despair, a heavy burden to bear,
Yearning for respite, a soul laid bare.
Darkness beckons, a tempting embrace,
In the depths of anguish, a familiar place.
Through the mist of tears, hope's flickering light,
A battle within, between day and night.
The weight of existence, a weary load,
Dreams shattered, on a desolate road.
Yet a glimmer of strength, a spark to ignite,
Courage to endure, against the endless night.
In the quiet moments, when all seems lost,
A fragile heart beats, despite the cost.
For in the depths of despair, a truth rings clear,
The struggle persists, but hope is near.
Through the darkest night, a whisper so divine,
In the depths of despair, a light begins to shine.
God's grace like a beacon, guiding the way,
In the hush of the storm, where hearts sway.
In the midst of turmoil, a hand outstretched,
Offering solace, where hope seemed wrenched.
With each breath taken, a prayer is heard,
In the silence of the soul, His love conferred.
Through trials and tribulations, His mercy does show,
In the depths of our struggles, His presence does glow.
For in the tapestry of life, He weaves a new thread,
A promise of redemption, where fears are shed.
So in the throes of anguish, when we question why,
God's love surrounds us, like a vast sky.
In moments of surrender, His grace descends,
A lifeline of faith, on which our spirit mends.