My spirit wore a cloak of…

My spirit wore a cloak of doubt,
When confidence had all but flown out.
Each whispered criticism, a sting,
My inner worth, no longer could sing.
I walked in shadows, cloaked in dread,
The weight of failure, on my head.
The world a stage, where others shone,
Leaving me feeling quite alone.
But from the silence, a gentle plea,
A quiet strength begins to flee.
This building back, a slow-made art,
To heal the fragments of my heart.
No mighty roar, no sudden claim,
Just patient effort, to reclaim.
Each careful placement, strong and bold,
A story of resilience, to be told.
The walls now rise, no longer weak,
A confident voice, I finally speak.