I remember being there…there in my misery
Praying, in darkness
For someone;
For anyone to save me
I recall every moment like it was yesterday
Alone and helpless
No one there to help ease the pain
And I remember the seclusion of it
The torturing silence,
The tears, the thoughts
The endless waves of self preserved violence
And I remember writing.
I recall the desolation…dripping from my pen
Words flowing endlessly
As if I had no control;
The lines would birth themselves
From the womb that was my mind
Where one page ended
Another one began in record time
I remember the second my tears were tamed
When the ink of my soul would drench my paper
Like thrashing rain
Bleeding my trials in repetition
I remember feeling content;
Just for a moment….
Just for a moment,
Now that I recall those days again
I would go back to those days if I could
…I was not unaccompanied
