What a Strange Being You Are

What a strange being you are.

God knows where I would be

If you hadn't found me

Sitting all alone in the dark.

 

I bow down my head

With sadness in my eyes.

Arms wrapped around me

I hug myself tight.

A personality made of tests and pills

Where the uphills were mountains

The downhills like cliffs

For fifth suicidal attempts.

 

Familiar faces passed by

With thoughts about how I looked tired

Exhausted and fatigued

They never knew I was broken

That I would never feel at ease.

 

I spent my time in bed

Tear stains on my sheets

A red tint in my cheeks.

A dumb screenshot of youth.

Watch how a cold broken teen 

Will desperately lean

On a superglued human of proof.

 

An appearence with no warning

Sad eyes like mine

You held a warm smile

With the bandaids on your knees

And the scars on your wrists

I was entranced by your existence

I begged you for help.

A moment of truth

What would I be without you?

 

Hands wound together

We took a step and headed into the future.

You squeezed my hand

Lead the way

Showed me we were going to be okay.

 

What a strange being you are.

God knows where I would be

If you hadn't found me

Sitting all alone in the dark.

This poem is about: 
Me

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