When the Wall finds you

 

A breath tight in your chest,  

Echo of failure laughs at your best —  

You are pushed to the wall

And you think you could fall

 

Trust, the wall is not where it ends,  

it’s where broken edges learn to bend.

 

No space behind, no steps to retreat,  

only the pulse of your own heart’s beat.  

So forward you go — not out of choice,  

but led by the fire of an inner voice.

 

For courage is born where comfort dies,  

and hope is the fist that never unties.  

When the wall finds you, stand tall, not small —  

for the only way now is through it all.

 

When you’re pushed to the wall 

You think you could fall, 

There’s nowhere to hide,  

no doors to escape, no cracks to slide —  

 

that’s where the truth begins to unfold:  

you move ahead, fierce and bold.

The wall isn’t the end, it’s the test,  

a mirror that shows your stubborn best.  

 

You gather your scars, your breath, your will,  

and turn that pressure into skill.

 

Because when life leaves no space to crawl,  

you learn to rise, to break, to brawl.  

And every time you hit that wall,  

you push harder — and watch it fall.