“Whether” the Storm

Weathered and worn from the day we are born…
A torrential downpour of expectations determines the ways we are torn.

We promise and we swear to those who matter the most…
While our horizon forecasts clouds and rain on the coast.

We storm ahead to face what has anchored us down…
Our success leaves our demons with a much-deserved frown.

We compromise discomfort to find success…
Darkness stands no chance when we are at our best.

Whether you fail and you fall…
or you succeed through it all…
You will never lose reason if you can hear your heart’s call.