My Will, My Strength, and My Soul
Weak for years, I couldn't take it anymore.
My whole life felt it meant nothing to anyone.
Could love heal this pain and weakness?
My will meant nothing,
My strength only equaled power,
My soul grew darker and darker every year.
Though I was saved,
no man can ask love to erase darkness from the depths of his soul,
No power of love can make you feel stronger,
No woman can make her man faithful.
The test of faithfullness for a man is to look at a woman and see nothing but friendship or as an enemy,
The test of becoming stronger is defending the ones you love from the wicked ones,
The test of erasing your darkness from the depths is to let go of everything that caused you pain and misery.
Thanks to a special someone my strength, will, and soul are all in tact to make me stronger everyday.
Thanks to the ones I love and care for I live for a purpose.
So this is a thank you to all who have made me stronger everyday.
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