Despair Not

This is the saddest truth:
Your eyes have closed upon the hope we share,
your lips have grown cold because love has vacated your mouth and
in the loneliest confines of the night, you are scared, scarred, yet still sacred.
You preach love, you speak of peace, you call forth joy to man. Yet
you have forgotten the face of your father, to the degree
that love is a fairytale, peace a myth, and joy a thing forgotten
to the annals of your pain.
You have given up the dreams of your youth, even
while you are young and the images that flow across
the river of your soul are tinted, tainted, with the blood
of a hypocrite and the remembrance of who you used to be.

fear not, my blessed friend, when despair weighs down upon you
and the quiet of the night ensnares you, choking you with the weight
of its silence.
In your time of weakness, remember these eight words.
“There is strength in you, I see it.”