All at once
Inhale
Exhale
Take a deep breath
Stormy days will come to an end
Remember God wouldn’t give you
nothing you couldn’t take
Sunshine is on its way
See the beauty through it all
It could’ve been worse
But why wasn’t it better?
It could’ve been worse
but it could’ve been better
Am I still grateful?
Should I still feel whole
Lately I’ve just been feeling empty
I’m at my lowest
and I’m trying my hardest to stay put
but if you medicate you’re defined to be crazy
If you seek council you seek attention
The way I see it
If you ask for help you’ve become a burden
either way you put it you’ll be judged…
writing this while Dion was still here
and rereading it I get all the same feels
10x worse, much more intense
I always said we will get through this
but I always imagined it with you by my side at the end of it all
a long life ahead of you
with much more happy days ahead
I just wanted a chance to make you happy
and now it is I
who have to make myself happy again
but how.. with what?
this damage can not be undone
this hurt can not be fought
I lost you and now I have to live
with the what if’s and could be
for the rest of my life
you‘re gone with no return
and now here I stand