Struggling through the darkness and hiding your wounds
Afraid to let anyone see your despair.
I see you.
Lighting candles along the way for everyone else
When no one sees how alone you feel.
I see you.
Raw with such grief that each tear has its own name
as it rolls down your cheek.
I see you.
Embodying such isolation only to pretend it is solitude.
I see you.
Afraid to disappoint others when no one even remembers to
thank you.
I see you.
Praying so hard for others in need while prayers for yourself
never cross your lips.
I see you.
Embedded in shame that you feel you are not worthy of love.
I see you.
Losing faith while trying so hard to inspire it in others.
I see you.
Especially in those times you do not see yourself.
I see you.
In those moments you do not want to be seen or feel you do not deserve such acknowledgment.
Know that as much as you are seen you are also deeply loved.