Make it stronger
He didn’t hold my hand,
We would walk through roads,
He left me, though guiding,
To take my own steps,
More truthful than most,
Not promising a lack of
nightmares,
‘there’s always a bright side’
Lesson learned from his actions,
his words,
Surprised by pleasant dreams,
In them I held his hand, through
the worst,
‘Without the dark, there would be
no light…’
