Dear brother
I don’t know
what it’s like to carry
the weight
of your world.
But on my shoulders
The weight of my world
is near paralyzing.
And the freedom
I felt
After the baggage
Was lifted off of
My crippled being,
Was indescribable.
I only wish you too
Would feel the burdens
Released;
That you can
Stand
Once more,
With out your knees buckling
Underneath
Your lifeless corpse.
That you would
Lift
Your head,
to the sky and taste the freedom
Of fresh air
Filling your vacant lungs.
Oh brother,
Rock bottom,
Is just a beautiful place
In which you find
Yourself,
Once more.
-JustHayy