December child,
Don't you know,
How much you're worth?
How beautiful you are?
December child,
You are stronger than you believe,
Worth more than you think,
More than the waste of space you think you are.
December child,
You are loved,
Appreciated,
Cared for more than you will ever know.
December child,
I know things are hard,
But I swear to you this,
Cross my heart and hope to die.
December child,
It gets better.
The sun comes eventually.
The clouds will drift away.
December child,
God has so much in store for you,
Your life has power and meaning,
And everyone's lives would be worse without you.
So, December child,
I know what you want to do,
To disappear,
To fade away.
But, December child,
Please don't do it.
Don't take that precious life,
Away from me.
December child,
I know you're tired of hearing this,
But it gets better.
It really does.
I would know.
December child,
I'm here for you,
Whether you want to talk,
Or just cry.
December child,
My arms are open.
My words are ready,
To comfort you.
December child,
I've got your back,
Always and forever.
Always and forever.
December child,
I'm here,
And it gets better.
Trust me.
You'll be okay.
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Poems from the Right Brain
PoetrySome silly, some not. Some lighthearted, some littered with thought. Some passionate, some numb. Some so clever, some outright dumb. Some more cautious, some bursting with tears. Some revealing memories, some unveiling my fears. So here's my heart...
