Through storms, I carved a path to climb,
Each misstep echoing with time.
But failure taught me how to grow,
And find the strength I didn’t know.
The scars became my guiding map,
Each one a marker of the gap
Between the person I had been
And who emerged from deep within.
Success, I learned, is not a place—
It’s courage found in every face
Of fear that threatened to consume,
Yet gave my will the space to bloom.
Now standing tall, I see the view,
A world transformed, both bright and new.
The struggle forged the heart it takes
To find the life that effort makes.
For those still climbing, do not cease;
Your trials will lead you to your peace.
Through every shadow, find your might,
For you will rise into the light.