There are things we all want
Things that we seek
It feels like you're the only one
And you begin to fall weak
No one else knows the pain
No one else even seems to care
And soon enough that ache begins to strain
And it begins to rip and tear
Faith seems to be hanging by a thread
The once bright room reduced to black
As the small fear soon turns to dread
You realize that there's no going back
Why do you feel the crushing weight and no one else?
This fight isn't meant for just you
The fear and agony are more than you've ever felt
So why does it seem like it's nothing new?
Words are not enough, I know
They won't fix anything on their own
But with something else they can grow
And the brightness can once again be shown
A/N: This poem is dedicated to a very important person in my life who does more than they'll ever know. As I was talking to them recently, they told me just what they were going through and I felt bad that there was little I could actually do for them. While short, I figured that I would write this for them kind of as a prayer. I hope that sooner or later they'll be able to truly smile once more.
