Though the darkness remains,
With the echoes of those voices
Bouncing off the walls you’ve constructed
In hopes the ramparts won’t break around your heart
You can feel the soothing salves
As hope spreads it’s arms to embrace
Hoping you’ll accept the gift of its grace.

There may be days,
Where faces and memories
Playback like a slideshow of misery,
But there is strength building like outer muscle
And the inner you beckon to Hulk;
Show out with your perseverance -
March forward into the best years of your life yet to come
Because here, none of those demons can win

There is light enough
In the sanctity of your glow
That unlike a simple candle
Tenebrous fingers cannot ***** it out.