I sat on the floor, broken and defeated
All of my energy, lost and depleted
At this low level I searched for relief
A way to extinguish the pain of the grief
Once long ago, you were walking my way
So I went up to you to see what you'd say
You told me your thoughts, I sat with a frown
Explaining that feeling of tumbling down
That sickening lurch that tugged at your soul
The belief that somehow you'd never feel whole
But the next thing you said, I expected to hear
I had known how you coped, that much was quite clear
Despite your beliefs that God wasn't real
Religion had gave you the power to heal
You started believing that there was much more
This feeling had helped you to open the door
You poured out your heart, through song and a prayer
And showed her just truly how much you cared
Im glad to say your story has a happy ending
Though mine remains to be seen so I guess it's still pending
One thing that you said that truly helps me to mend
Was: "I never want to feel this way again"
You told yourself that when you were caught in a wave
So thank you, my brother, for the advice that you gave