He makes it alright

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May 2007

For so long I was lost in the shadows

I was living a never-ending nightmare

My heart beated with pain

Everything breath was torture

Tears fell, blurring my vision

Body shook out of control

Hands as cold as ice

I needed some escape

I needed some relief

So with one tiny slash I felt release

Anger running through my head

Emotions killing me

I would have rather been dead

Tried to fix this all myself

Put my heart on the back of a shelf

Lost myself in a coma,

But I was conscious

Felt so dead, although I was living

Lack of energy, nothing more could be given

Drove myself right over the ledge

Waiting to be pushed over the edge

The more I begged and the more I pleaded

The more I found myself bleeding

Searching for a light in my world of complete darkness

Holding my heavy heart in my hands

Dragging me down like an anchor

Sinking under the surface

Drowning in my own ocean of tears

Completely lost in my world of fears

I was so lost and so broken inside

That was when I hit rock bottom

No where left more negative to turn

Nothing left of my soul to burn

I hit the cold hard ground holding the bloody knife

I wanted nothing more than to end my life

But as I was lying there I heard this sound....

someone begging me to get up off the ground

They were there to comfort me and to hold me tight

Wanted me to be happy and to be alright

So I got up and cleaned off the dust

Finally I learned to be able to trust

and that angel, is everything to me

He's the one that made me finally see

He took my heart in his gentle hands and made it whole

and in that moment, alive came my soul

He put that smile, that for so long was lost, back on my face

Made me feel that this wasnt just a race

and for the first time, in the longest time,

He made me feel that I was fine

No more need for that release

He made the pain of everything cease

With him in my life I do not need the knife

He makes me feel happy, he makes everything alright






Author's Notes/Comments: 

The angel, in the poem, is my wonderful boyfriend. He makes life worth living.

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We all need people like that in our lives. Mine just so happen to be my friend Justin Freedman, but I won't go into that....

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