When everything feels wrong,
like nothing can go right,
and then something you see is bright,
comes in and shines a light,
the light that shows the world,
that you are who you are,
the light that inspires you,
and leads you far,
it helps you to realize that you are worth it,
but then when that light disappears,
you don't know how to feel,
and all you can feel is the tears,
the light that once shone bright is gone,
the hope and courage and confidence that you gained because of that light,
seems to seep away in seconds,
because you don't have that one thing that made it seem alright,
i can't see the light the way i once did,
but i can see them as a friend,
i don't know how i can,
and i hope this isn't the end,
but i loved that light,
and when that light left i was not alright,
i was irrational,
and so i took flight,
i didn't want to see it,
i couldn't bring myself to recognize it,
i wanted to be in darkness,
and then my life became slightly lit,
to know that that light could still be there,
to see the hope of not an ending,
but that of a new beginning,
and my heart is now mending,
