But my message is strong,
From my sole,
I sing our song.
I step forward,
To escape where I am coming from,
But overcome with stillness,
I cannot transit in the right direction.
That stranger is not my reflection,
Not even a resemblance,
My cocoon now a burden,
I cannot manoeuvre this creature that is apparently I,
And even get out of bed.
I feel alone in a room full of people,
I once bloomed under the spotlights,
And waltzed around the room,
But this spiteful cognitive impediment,
Grows by the day,
Leaving me changed,
My old self defied the law of gravity,
Evaporation seemingly permanent,
Just drifted away one day,
But my soul,
Still weigh heavily,
My intentions to comfort others,
Rather than seek Solace,
Are a selfless and natural act.
Retribution from a past life perhaps,
Have lead me down this long and winding path.
I know pain,
I know anxiety,
I know depression,
I know psychosis,
I know dissociation,
I know BPD,
I know ADHD,
If the endurance of this suffering has one silver lining,
It means that I can hear you without judgement,
I offer you my hand,
You can lean on my shoulder,
And together we can soldier you through to the next chapter.
I must physically let you go at this stage,
Let you take flight,
To help yourself and others fight,
But will think of you always,
As what we share,
Enables a deep connection,
A bond that cannot be broken,
Makes us one,