Listen to the dark, my dear
listen hard and listen well.
I know you are frightened, dear,
I know the dark surrounds you still.
The darkness is not absence, child,
the thoughts you hear are you.
And you are not all darkness, child,
But you must keep on breathing through.
The light will shine soon, my dear,
I know this weight presses on.
The dark will fade soon, my child,
And you will carry on.