In the Darkest Night I Woke

I died a thousand times

But I never truly lived

I never knew what it was to unconditionally give

To love another in their darkness and to completely trust

That there is more to this life before we turn to dust

The heartache and struggle

More than any human should have to bear

I lived in a hell where the demons didn’t dare

Then the heavens spoke in a tiny whisper

The shoes you wear are creating a needless blister

You are the creator

You live in your own mind

There is a person you missed out whilst being kind

Compassion can only be tapped into from within

With you and only you it has to begin

The suffering you’ve endured is as necessary as the air

For you to discover it was never truly there.