This night of bleakest hopelessness
Tries to swallow me whole
Some days I cannot fight it
But I will not relinquish to its hold
I will rise trying
I will get up and keep fighting
For a tiny soul who calls me mommy
I will not accept its inviting
Image Description: A close up image of a dirty leaded glass window. The bottom right portion has cracks spreading through the section. Despite the dirt and blur, it is possible to make out the outline of a red brick house through the window.