Alone with Pain & Frustration,
unable to verbalize my thoughts
or process what I was feeling,
I sat at the edge of Lunacy
before falling asleep at Sorrow's bank.
You must have felt me.
We must still be interconnected.
How else would you have known
to meet here at the very moment
I succumbed?
How else would you have known
to bring hugs and apologies
and Comfort?
How would you have known
to say "Keep living. It gets better?"
I was fading without warning.
You saved me again.
I arose with Contentment
to make peace with Love.
We, survivors, must empathize
with one another,
and Love, too,
has withstood arduous pain.
Written 02/14/18, Posted 11/03/18
