in time, my friend,
you too will have a story to tell
a story of a man who gazed into the abyss
gazed steadily even as it winked flirtatiously

a story of a man who embarked on a
  solo journey to find himself

a story of a
   boy no more

in time, my friend,
you too will claw your way back
   to the marvelous light
by way of sheer strength of will

but for now, my friend,
content yourself with your dreams
   of a pinprick of light at the end of the tunnel
content yourself with memories of those who
   have gone on before
   and are waiting to welcome you
   with open arms
   and an open smile

remember, you do not walk alone.