I thought about you yesterday,
At first it was a joking remark about a time long past,
But as I spoke I remembered the hardship you are facing,
All I can say is that I pity you,
I know you hate the pity,
I know you hate the hands trying to reach out to help,
I know where you keep those pills just in case you push past your limit,
I know how you hide in your room pretending to be asleep when really you're crying under the comfort of blankets where no one can see you're vulnerable,
I know this because I am you,
Or so I was,
Accept the pity, grab their hand, throw away the pills, cry on someone's shoulder instead,
Because I promise
It will get better,
I know this because I am you,
And we are stronger now