Drowning in the darkness;

Struggling to breathe,

Dark thoughts swirling through my mind.

A hand reached out…

 

Pulled me out,

Saved me from myself.

Helped me save myself.

Stopped me from killing myself.

 

Held my hand.

Supported me completely.

Took some of my burden.

Gave me a glimmer of hope.

 

More hands pulled me out,

As I walked down the road to normalcy,

I realised how long a journey this would be,

Yet, with the right support, that much easier.

Kavish