I do not know where I will go or how the future will unfold. This depressive blip was shorter than I thought I knew.
My imaginations of the future never seen as great as God makes it. Perhaps one day I will dream, but dream big enough.
The breath in my lungs was laboured in pain.
The touch of reality only ever felt insane.
The night’s torment lay heavily in my brain.
But then you saved me; not pushing me away.
But held me near and I knew I would be okay.
I knew loneliness is temporary; for you would stay.