It does get better

Things do get better, though I never believed, 

When I was so broken, so lost, so deceived. 

The world felt so heavy, the darkness so near, 

I thought I'd end it, but somehow I'm here. 

At my lowest, I thought, "There's nothing for me,"

But I held on to hope, though I couldn't quite see. 

You think there's no purpose, no light to be found, 

But help waits to catch you when you're on the ground. 

Yes, it is scary—so frightening and new, 

To leave what you're used to, the pain that you knew. 

We take comfort in shadows, in sadness we stay, 

Wearing the same clothes day after day. 

No showers, no food, no strength to move on, 

Just waiting for someone to see we're withdrawn. 

We feel too weak to save ourselves, 

So we hide away, like forgotten shells. 

But when you reach out, when you take that first stride, 

You'll find that the fear starts to fade from inside. 

With help and with time, you'll begin to see, 

That little by little, you can set yourself free. 

Maybe it's therapy, maybe the pills, 

Maybe just facing the climb of the hills. 

Whatever it is, you'll soon start to glow, 

And the dim light within will begin to grow. 

A smile will come that will reach your eyes, 

The weight will lift, the shadows will die. 

You'll find comfort in happiness, not in despair, 

And cherish the life that you thought wasn't there. 

I never thought I'd feel this way, 

That I'd wake up and look forward to the day. 

But I trusted the process, I gave it some time, 

And now I can say this life is mine. 

So hold on, my friend, through the darkest of weather, 

Because I promise you this: "it does get better".