Every storm will have it's dying
When the storm inside is raging,
And the clouds refuse to clear,
It's easy to stay hiding,
To give in to doubt and fear,
But a brighter dawn is near.
Silent tears might stain the pillow,
Heavy hearts may weigh you down,
Yet it's in the sharing, not the shadow,
Where the answers can be found,
Where you find you're not alone.
Don't be fooled by what you're seeing,
Every storm will have its dying.
Talk it out and start the healing,
Reach out, no use denying,
There's hope through all the crying.
Take a step and keep on walking,
Find a friend...