Will you?

You took my smile as easily as you gave it. And just because I carry it well, doesnt mean it’s not heavy.

So I ask those that I love; will they hold my hand for a little while? I dont need them to save me, nor to fix anything. I have no need for them to hold my pain as their own. I sometimes do not even need their words or their thoughts, nor even their shoulders to carry me, but I ask them to sit here with me for a while. Whilst my tears stream, whilst my heart shatters, whilst my mind plays its tricks. I ask for their presence to let me know that I am not alone whilst I wander.

My darkness is mine to face, my pain is mine to feel and my wounds are my own to heal. But I ask, for them to sit with me a while, whilst I courageously show up for it all. Because of my darkness, I am bright. The brokenness brings beauty. My tender heart brings strength. But again I ask, will they take my hand when I sometimes journey into the dark? I dont ask for them to take the darkness away, I dont expect for them to be the sun, and I don’t believe that they can mend my pain. But I would surely love, for them to sit a while, and hold my hand as I find my way out of the shadows.

So will you hold my hand until I return again?