
It used to be all darkness
With absolutely nothing , zero energy to harness
I tried a lot to get out of this sunken place
it was all just too much to take
I was hoping you would find me
Hoping that the sacrifice would reach my doorstep
Hoping that love would finally be revealed
My whole existence, a cry for help
It felt like I knew you , but didn't at the same time
Like I could talk to you but didn't know what number to dial
Like I was waiting for a miracle to happen overnight
Or some burning bush to talk out loud
I spent so much lament on what my life could be
Lament on where I should be
Without understanding how much you have given me
Even the very air I now breathe
So when I went to the river to cleanse my eyes
Stepping into the water so holy and cold as ice
My spirit trembled as I sunk myself deep
Every strand of my hair, though wet, stood still
It's been a few months since I made that conscious choice
I would be lying if I said things didn't get worse
A whole truck load of guilts with tears and remorse
But not with self hate. I think he finally left and shut the door
I know now I would always be at war, that I have accepted
But I have never felt such hope before
I hope to call more often that I ever did
Thank you for the friend you sent, who planted that seed.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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