Glow

Through restless thought, a purpose grows,

A path of fire, where courage shows.

From scars that burn and wounds that heal,

You shape a truth both raw and real.

Not just to feel, but craft and weave,

A tale of love, of hurt, and leave.

To turn the ache, the weight, the fall,

Into a voice that speaks to all.

A soul that seeks, not fleeting cheer,

But meaning carved from trials near.

If this reflects the heart you know,

Let every wound become your glow.