Sober

Sit through the silence

Wait for the storm

Reach my hand deep inside

Dig out the pain repressed with time

Sit through the silence

Wait for the storm

Let the winds rage inside until they are no more

Take the time to reflect

Don't indulge too long

Those suicidal thoughts are nowhere to belong

Just try to keep holding on

Find a way through all this pain

Reach my hand

Deep inside

All of this shame

Is no longer mine

Reach

Reach for something more

Experiences of growth in moments of grief

Building strength of self

This is my recovery