Christopher

Fragments of you

In these early hours

When my mind is restless,

Before the sun rises to greet the day.

Reflecting on a face that will never grow older with time

like mine.

I hear memories of you whispering to me

Through darkness,

Longing for a connection

Severed through death

Imagining the possible
Pondering the peace you were searching for

Which was just out of reach

Stretching like the stillness shrouding my consciousness.

Praying for comfort

That eludes me too,

In the darkness.

 

For anyone who is struggling with their mental health right now, know that you are not alone. There is hope.

 

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