Imagine holding your breath
And emerging from underwater
Often feeling so very close to death
For over a lifetime and a quarter

This is anxiety.

Imagine being trapped under rubble
Without light or breathing space
No-one hears you scream that you’re in trouble
Trapped in a lonely, unforgiving space

This is depression.

Imagine the hand that pulls you out
Your water-logged lungs cough with relief
They did hear you scream and shout
And restored your faith and belief

That is kindness.

Imagine their arms around your torso
Crying – your knees buckle and bend
And they tell you they understand, more so
Than you could ever comprehend

That is compassion.

The world is always a much better place with you in it.

We are always much better people when we help eachother.

More love. More life.