Dear friend, allow me to be there to do my job as God sent. To listen, sit vent. Let me assist rebuild your confidence. It's evident whole intent to soothe your spirit that you quicken. Feed, help you breathe, your iron /oxygen waxes low, behold not enough to fight; I fill in to stand up defend to the end.

No air, I'm prepared to get violent turbulent, It's cracking heated like the jet turbine engine, inflator open your lungs and, let my wind in. The darkness of depression I can't diminish. Instead, I pierce the darkness of life anxiety/insanities with inspiration, let the bright rays like the light of life be refreshed and replenish.

Uplifting til the warmth and joy in your heart begins to burn from within, similar to the sun on  smoldering days on your ebony skin, perspiration glow the smile on your face radiates like the moon on a star less night. Illuminating the night's sky. Not to mention the way you capture the attention of many with diamond luster in your eye. I'm sure at times you cry, so tired of holding things inside.

It has nothing to do with pride. Really more so to see the joy return to your life. Eradicate the strife, encouraging to strive to glorious height, no more going through weeks or days feeling hopeless in spite.

My friend allow me to uplift. God willed for me to leave you my gift.

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Uplifting a friend through struggle or depression

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Written on August 26, 2022

Submitted by lirycalsowel74 on August 26, 2022

Modified by lirycalsowel74 on August 26, 2022

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