Where My Story Stands

I write from rock and ocean air,
Where truth stays steady, salt-strong, fair.
Each post a stone I choose to lay,
A path I built from day. to day.
I speak in facts, in records kept,
In nights I faced, in tears I wept.
But storms that tried to shape my name
Now fade like fog that never came.
I stand in peace, in grounded light,
No longer pulled to needless fight.
My words are mine-clear, calm, and free,
A lighthouse built from honesty.
And as I share what I’ve come through,
I hope it helps another too.
For every line and every view
Shows strength in choosing what is true.