I don’t want to feel weak
I am much stronger than I thought I was
The fragile me wants to be reached for and held tightly now
Like a phoenix inside fighting to get out
The one who rises from the ashes stronger and more powerful than the flame that dared to burn her…
He knows how strong I am and stands with me yet again to continue the journey.
Why then does my fragile soul still feel so much like Icarus? ♥