In the darkest hour, I cling to the fragile thread of hope within me. A prayer from the depths of my shattered soul, torn apart by the turmoil that rages inside.
I beg, I plead, for some measure of peace to flood my heart, a respite from the relentless chaos that threatens to consume everything.
I beg, I plead, for some measure of peace to flood my heart,
a respite from the relentless chaos that threatens to consume everything. Guide me, gently but firmly, through the treacherous night ahead. Help me to still the storm within, and find my footing on the uneven ground. Remind me of kindness, of compassion, and of love in all its forms. Grant me the strength to forgive myself, and to start anew. I yearn for calm, for silence, and for the gentle caress of serenity. Bring me healing, in the quiet moments when I'm most desperate. And in the stillness of the night, may I awaken renewed, and refreshed, ready to face whatever the dawn may bring.
