"A Moment's Hold"

Once, I stood tall, content in my skin,

A world of my own where joy would begin.

Now, the presence lingers like a silent thread,

Weaving through thoughts, filling my head.

Of the power I held, now slipping away,

In seeking the words, my peace I betray.

But remember, dear heart, who you once were,

A flame that burned bright without needing a stir.

Let love not consume the strength you possess,

For in your own light, you'll find true happiness.

Yours truly,

Yourself