It's alright

It's totally alright 

To be disheartened,

To feel as though 

The world is collapsing 

And there's nothing you could do,

To make it right.

It's alright to feel 

Nothing at all, at times,

So empty and hollow

That no semblance of light

Seems to make things right.

It's perfectly fine 

To not be in control at times,

The feeling of 

The sands of your life 

Seeping out of your hands,

Without a break.

It's alright to be 

On the brink of a breakdown

And even to have 

A serious meltdown at times,

To sob obnoxiously 

With just a putrid bitterness within.

It's completely fine 

To not just be there 

Even for yourselves, at times,

Not being able to console

To speak with your soul,

While it's breaking

Right in front of your eyes.

It's totally alright 

If you cannot always pick up

Your broken pieces,

For it bleeds too much 

And hurts devastatingly much,

Just do not you give up,

Do not abandon yourself,

Stay put 

And wait for your time.

Things will all be better,

For everything passes,

Even the darkest of the tempests 

And the coldest of the rains.

Just you stay put.