13/10/2025                                                                            
                                    
                                    
                                                                        
                                        Will you… hold my hand for a little while?
I don’t need saving.
I don’t need fixing.
I don’t need you to carry my burdens.
But will you simply hold my hand?
I don’t ask for words,
Nor thoughts,
Nor shoulders to lean on.
Just sit with me for a while.
As my tears fall,
As my heart aches,
As my mind plays its cruel games,
Will your presence remind me that I am not alone, even as I wander through the unknown?
My darkness is mine to face,
My pain is mine to bear,
My wounds are mine to heal.
But will you sit beside me, as I gather the courage to meet it all?
For I shine because of my shadows,
I am whole because of my fractures,
And I am strong because of my tenderness.
But will you gently take my hand when I walk through the dark once more?
I don’t ask you to take my pain away,
I don’t expect you to bring the light,
And I know only I can mend what is broken.
But if you could sit with me for a little while, hold my hand until I find my way—
I would love that more than words can say.
So… will you hold my hand until I find my way back again?