You're Not Alone

Amidst a sea of scorn and vitriolic disdain, Where shadows of hatred loom, and love's in vain, Know that there shines a luminary, pure and bright, A beacon of devotion, to guide you through the night. Though multitudes may revile and scorn your name, There remains a steadfast few, whose love will never wane. Unshaken and unwavering, they stand by your side, A bulwark against the tempests that would seek to divide. In labyrinths of loneliness, where darkness reigns, Their love illuminates the path, and soothes the heart's deep pains. Through veils of tears and sorrow, they see your hidden worth, And cherish every moment, spent in your precious birth. Their affection, a sanctuary, where you find refuge and peace, A haven from life's turbulence, where love's sweet release. In their embrace, you discover solace and reprieve, A reassurance that, despite the hate, you are loved, and you believe. Oh, dear heart, do not yield to the cruel lies, That whisper "you are worthless" and "no one cares". For in the midst of malice, there blooms a garden fair, Where love's radiant flowers blossom, and your beauty's beyond compare.