In my pit of denial, there is nothing wrong.
My world is dark, but there is nothing wrong.
My world is lonely, but there is nothing wrong.
My world is unhappiness and frustration, but there is nothing wrong.
My world has little hope, but there is nothing wrong.
My world is in pain, but I am “fine”; there is nothing wrong.
Why do others have smiles, and I do not?
Why do others have joy, and I do not?
Why do others live life and I do not?
Maybe in this dark, there “could” be something wrong?
Could I have “light” and “life” too?
“Maybe?”
But life is not for the likes of me, is it?
I must BE strong; just once
I must BE courageous; just once
I must BE brave; just once
But I’m afraid
But I must try anyway
Hold out my hand and say, “Help,” and light will come!
-Tony Fasulo