Friendship -
some stay with you, as long as life itself,
but some,
some reveal reality.

Once a strong path no signs of wrong turns,
can twist without warnings -
a path that leads to fire,
and fate shattered in its flame.

Maybe it was just a wrong turn,
but the misunderstanding,
the confusion -
the fights, they set fire to the road
until all that its left is pain and a broken trust.

But I tell you - even if a path you trusted
is now but ashes,
it's not the only path.

There are others -
friends who would lead you,
care for you,
and walk beside of you.

You will find people - friends
who bring light to the road ahead -
who shows you better paths,
paths that hold love, trust,
memories, and hope.

Doubts. Fear. A dark past.
We all have them-
but listen to me now:

We fight.
We fight our shadows,
our weakness,
our doubts-
and yet we rise our fist higher than before.

Fear is close- always near- but we move forward,
we don't let it take over us
we never let it win.

Our dark past.
Yes, they hurt.
But let them clear your path,
embrace them, hold them tight,
let them be your reminder:
You are stronger.

Grow like trees
some never watered,
yet they still rise-
breaking stone, reaching the skies.

Have the courage to rise from fear,
don't let it drown you deeper.
Stand tall.
Face your shadow- and fight.