Helped

You were lost in the void,
surrounded by unbreakable darkness,
stumbling blindly.

Bumping into the walls that trapped you,
tripping over your own feet,
you crawled on the floor,
one hand reaching out in front of you.

You didn't think you'd ever see clearly again.
You resigned yourself to the darkness
without ever asking for help.

You can reach out your hand.
Someone will be there to hold it
and they will guide you,
teaching you to open your eyes.

You thought you were the only one
trapped inside this lonely world,
but you never thought to ask.

There are people around you
who want the best for you.
They want to help you.
Just say 
yes.

Saying
I need help
doesn't make you weak.

Saying 
I am struggling
makes you stronger.

And though the darkness tells you
you will never get better
you will learn how to block it out.

It will whisper
they are changing you
you are not yourself without me,
but that's not true.
You are still you.

I will still be me
but I'll be stronger.