This is well before my happy time,
It's dark, I'm chilled to the bone.
What stays a secret is not a crime,
This pain is one I bear alone.

It's two years before I'll know her touch,
Or in peace and comfort I'll dream.
Who would believe I could hurt so much,
How wrong my life before must seem.

It's all gonna change for me one day,
But I cannot see it just yet.
I truly believe that here I'll stay,
And here in pain my sun will set.

So I should give up... Give up all hope,
I cannot see beyond this night.
I'm ashamed, afraid, still bound in rope,
Who's to know who'll set things right?

But through the darkness I still pushed on,
And by sheer chance who should I meet?
Unexpected she would bring the dawn,
I would at last land on my feet.

Had I known, would it have been the same,
Would I still fear each painful day?
Later a savior in more than name,
Who rescues heroes anyway?

- Alps

For all those that I love who feel crushed and burdened and alone...
I do not doubt that each of you ARE all those things. I won't tell you it's not that bad. I won't tell you that your pain is unwarranted, as it still hurts, it's still frightening pushing through this unforgiving world...

But don't give up. Just because we cannot see the happy days ahead doesn't mean they will never be. Find whatever solace or peace you can in the fact, the hope, that maybe, just maybe, if you push on, a little while longer, one extra day, one extra month, one extra year, the days may be brighter than any you have ever known. We live our lives, and all of us eventually know suffering, some early, some late, some more than others. But do not let the knowledge of suffering keep you from the days that suffering cannot find.

Stand up, dry your eyes, have a freaking slice of cheesecake and spit in the face of those dark and rainy days by living on with strength and dignity. With your head held high, find the life you REALLY deserve.

This is all.

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