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