I hear you and see you. The color of your pain as it carries you through your day. oh how it overwhelms you. You are a warrior poet as you fight on and bring yourself from one task to the next. You are as everyone should be. Determined to move past it all with little complaint. Does anyone else truly see you as I do. Do they know what it means to hurt all over and never be able to rest? No real refuge from it and carrying yourself as if nothing is wrong.
This agony you carry you feel that it is your burden alone. You are wrong. You know better than anyone the blessings that god has given you in this life. He continues to shower you with those blessings. All you have to do is reach out a hand and it will be there for you. To help and make it better. A whisper in the night that brings comfort and releases you from the despair of it all.
You are amazing in every way. To know you is to witness greatness. Gather your strength and walk on down the road just a little further. If you cannot walk I will carry you. If I cannot carry you then I will bring others to help. In the end there will be a valley of hope and happiness for you.
Always remember when you are traveling blind in the darkness that you are not alone. I am with you. I am the rock that holds you up. I am the ocean that hears your cries. I am the wind on the trees that tells your story. I am your friend.
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