
in the dead of the night,
when you’re holding your pillow a little tighter than usual,
i hope you know,
that you are beautiful,
you’re strong and resilient,
tough, the very recipient,
of hate and criticism yet you rise,
through the barriers of false hope and anxiety,
making way for the others behind you,
it’s hard to find you, because your silence is loud,
your presence is a force,
your absence is a loss to those who took you for granted,
when « troubles »sounds like your middle name, i know you’ll fight through it,i also hope that you remember that you are so beautiful❤️
i love you❤️
Nessa