i was afraid for you
and was met with
despair and angst

so i asked despair
why are you here?

despair snarled
to show you the not way
that tears you apart

i turned to angst and asked
what is your purpose?

angst sighed
to add depth to your despair

but everything will be broken
and fall apart
i cried

the still small voice whispered
be still child
nothing is wasted
even now
time gathers up wounds
one by one
to weave into the walls of the heart
for holding even more love