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Writer's pictureKristen MF Clark

I Was Born to Do This

At the edge of the storm, where shadows creep,

When silence wakes me from restless sleep,

I stand unshaken, fierce and tall,

For fear is a whisper—I hear the call.


In the chaos of sirens, I find my stride,

With fire in my soul and strength as my guide.

The world may falter, its order amiss,

But I rise, unafraid—I was born to do this.


When darkness surrounds in the quiet of night,

And doubt tries to steal my inner light,

I summon the leader who knows her name,

The fearless warrior who cannot be tamed.


For I am the architect of my own fate,

The master of moments, early or late.

No thought of "what if" can steal my fire,

My purpose burns ever higher and higher.


I bend energy, transform the flow,

From panic to power, it’s all I know.

Because I’ve conquered storms, I’ve danced with the abyss,

I don’t just survive—I was born to do this.


So let the winds howl, let the doubts scream

I’ll meet them head-on with the strength of my dream.

For I am the leader in every fight,

The bringer of calm, the breaker of night.


In every moment, I hold the key,

To turn fear to courage, to set myself free.

This is my truth, my eternal bliss:

I’m not afraid—I was born to do this.


💖Kristen



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