Alone I cried in darkness,

Hopeless I didn’t believe

There could ever be a tomorrow.

My wings cut off,

I couldn’t express my passion for the sky.

Every time I wanted to write tears broke out before each line began and I cried till it was finished.

However, in each line I wrote I found eternal healing.

The more I spread those letters the more happier I became.

Through love, passion, and patience on my craft I could never forget my sorrows.

For because of sadness I knew happiness,

Through failure I knew success.

Betrayal taught the meaning of trust.

For now I know how important it is to share one’s knowledge with others.

Why have others suffer the same fate other than giving them enlightenment to greater heights.

Peace, remorse and worry accompany great minds.

Who would’ve have thought that out of happiness sadness could be born.

Depression has given birth to remarkable talents.

All I mean is that a bad experience can awaken the wise.

So out of every bad happening, suck out as much good as you can to make a better version on yourself.

Peace, shall be with you forever.