In the darkness,

I sit, weeping,

Silently, sadly,

Alone, waiting

For your arrival.

In the chaos,

Inside the deep,

Swirling vortex

Of suicide and death

Sits the tiniest

Sliver of hope,

Attached to you,

Worming its way

Into me, nestling

Itself into my brain,

As your confidence

And love quiet my mind,

Calming the storm.

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