The Survivor's Guide To Hell

She taught me how not to be sad.
The insanity was making me mad.
My friend gave me my first tool.
She was a survivor so it was cool.

In the darkness she showed light.
She didn't let give up on the fight.
She let me know I had a choice.
She helped me to find my voice.

Hers was the first voice of reason.
She explained to me people pleasing.
She showed me how I went astray.
How I remember her that one day.

I was so lost in abyss and hell.
How I got there I couldn't tell.
Guilt, rage and my blinded sight.
She brought it all to the light.

She put me back on the right path.
Slowly she helped me with my wrath.
Made me aware of bondage of self.
She was such a gifted and wise Elf.

Now I can walk through hell alone.
I can read the signs as I walk on.
I just needed that guide long ago.
To help me with my fractured ego.