Despite the call of death 

Ignorance was used in the light of living

A deepened hole

Filled with wrongings and pain

The whisper to end what hasn’t begun 

The corrupted views of black and white

Unable to see through colored grays

A perfect line

Messed up by purpose

The shaken mask of bittersweet fate

The lying one

Afraid to come clean

Entwined in another

Wished to stay again

The step towards ending 

Pulled back by another

A call of desperation

Built off blinding light

“Not yet”

It calls, through mellowed lines

“Not like this”

Another begins

Voices of hope

Brought light to another

One step forward

Three steps back

Atop the ledge no longer

Clinging onto words of truth

It’s okay to not understand 

It’s okay to not love another

It’s okay to be different 

It’s okay, to not be okay.

Another letter, left unbothered

The pain in holds, purified by another

It’s okay to keep going

The light still shines 

Even in the darkest night

There still is hope

You don’t have to be alone.

A new day flourishes with you

Not without 

Welcome home,

It doesn’t have to be perfect-

But nothing truly does.

You aren’t alone

Never forget.