To whom I owe my life

 

 

A broken boy, a battered girl

Soil from which the fern uncurl.

From two lives, were seeped in pain

Somehow we found our hearts again.

A world of darkness, two specks of light

Cautiously came together, staying out of sight.

We would've spent forever, into thick and thin

Baby step by baby step we let each other in.

For I hung in darkness, found my little ray of hope

For her a world of cruelty, she found she couldn't cope.

Coming home from work one day, exhausted straight to bed

In the morn awoken to, find out that she's now dead.

In my bed I lay my brain, endlessly decoding

I couldn't lift my arm to eat yet could feel my heart exploding.

For a month I stayed awake, motionless and tested

Searching for answers, in the pain n'ver arrested.

Distant at the funeral, in cruel irony they play

Songs to which we danced together, on our final day.

Knees collapsing under me, it was there that I decided

The only way that I'd be free, was when my life subsided.

Into my wrist I dug and dug, to take the pain away

Paradoxically found that, t'was my happiest yet day.

Yet still I stand before you, delivering this poem

Plain to see a second chance my life that has now grow'n.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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