Despite my meltdown,
Sometimes only an action from me,
Will break the stalemate.
The time goes on too long,
The distress too great.
The rescuer requires rescuing.
Even when things seem hopeless,
There can be a brief moment,
When a small crack,
Lets in a splinter of light.
I seize the opportunity,
With two hands.
Rip the grey sky apart,
To let in the light.
Feel the warm sun on my face.
Reach for your hand and we go out in it,
Together.
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