Blk Women
Feb 18, 2024
Strength is knowing when to rest
You’ve already given your best
But it feels less than magic
As you burn out, your flame dimming,
Life starts to feel tragic,
You reach out for a spark
That threatens to never shine again
The little light of yours cries
Like the wax that drips from a candle
How much more can you handle?
Before your light goes out
