There would be no me without darkness,
My light wouldn’t shine as bright;
Where “shoulds” seem to die, my relentless surprise,
Gives birth to my will to fight.
So, thanks, I guess, for the pain of it all
Because now I am better and right.
There would be no me without voices,
Clouding my thoughts and tempting my fate;
Where could they lead, I seem helpless indeed,
But I learned how to listen and wait.
So, thanks, I guess, for haunting my days
Because now I am rested and great.
There would be no me without flashes of death,
My life wouldn’t be so dear;
I stood on a bridge, pretended to jump,
Intended to face a great fear.
So, thanks, I guess, for the doubt that I had
Because now my vision is clear.
Thank you for all of the horror,
Thank you for all of those thoughts,
Thank you for all of the time that I wasted,
My brain has been tied into knots;
But, because of you, I learned to untie
And to not give in to your rot.
So, thanks, I guess, for all that I am,
Without you there would be no me;
Hiding alone, for years so confused
Forging inside my being a key,
To help unlock hope for others
So from you they can also be free.