You Are Me, And I Am You...

You.

That beautiful being that you are.
Sitting right there.
Inside,
And out.

The one reading this.
This very sentence.
This very word.
The one tired of the fight.

I know.
God, how I know....

I know you are tired.
For I am tired, too...

I know you are scared.
For you are me,
And I am you.

But if somehow,
Someway,
We can silently ask one another,
To make a promise..
Through beautiful acts of poetry,
To just hold on....

Then maybe,
Just maybe...

We can make it through.

Be strong.
For I need your strength;
Just as much, as you do...

Don't give up.

For you are me,
And I am you...