Never was it loud

Never roaring

No need for an applause

No standing on a stage

Wanting to be recognized

It was quiet

With thee choices i made

When no one saw

Morning i woke

Ignoring the weight

Of the nights I held myself

With shaking hands

The ways 

I kept loving

After being hurt

I kept trying

When the world felt different 

The saw the smile

The calmness

A steady surface

But never seeing the storms

I swallowed whole

Just trying to make it through thee day

But i know

I remember

And its enough

To call it my strength

– E. J.