In the Black

You say you
feel no hope,
believe nothing
can change and
no good will come
of any effort.

(The weight
of which
pulls heavy
on your limbs/
heart/mind/
psyche each
day aching.)

But here you are
sitting across
from me,
asking for
some sense
of relief.

(Even though
you express
a lack of will,
an absence
of success,
a belief that
nothing
will work.)

Yet...

You still came.
You still sit here.
And you are still listening.

So I have hope.
I have faith in you.
And I will believe
until you are able
to dream what can be
despite what is
and step into
a new understanding
of possible.