In life we often question
self worth is one's self being.
Its crowded as I sit in this room,
suffocating, I grasp at the air floating in invisible tides..
Can someone not hear my faint inner cries ?
rising to the surface of my demise.
I reach out, wishing for comfort,
holding me in loving arms..
Tear's river in times rolling foam,
magnetic its forces drawing me in,
current in a whorl pool sucking my energy
For I am tired,
my body needs resting,
yet I cannot sleep for fear these nightmares shall return,
hauntingly dark and painfully real.
Will it end ?
can this day throw light in my shadows,
cast aside the bleak.
You touch, I feel
there is a softness
comforting a blanket, warmly snug
It holds me,
I surrender to what now became the hand of friendship.
Listening ear, it shades me from the deafening echos,
in voices that are silent ,yet I hear them speaking
offering me protection
from this moment I shall never feel alone.
As the dawn rises on tomorrow,
I can smile as I look around me
and, see what beauty I have within in these walls
to treasure, forever..
With love
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