How to Live
I sat by myself alone in the dark
afraid it would consume me.
I felt a fear, a fear so loud
I thought that it might kill me.
I called out into the universe
hoping someone might hear me cry.
But no one came to answer me
and for years I haven't known why.
But then there was love.
Powerful, mighty, strong.
Now I know the time I spent alone
was because I was living wrong.
This poem is about:
Me