A poem I just wrote

Rescued

My hopes and my dreams 

were a whirling 

commode of despair

having lost all sight

of life and its beauty

I was dead

even with 

my beating heart

alive

no longer living

inide

my earthy soul

hungry 

for death

and torn up

dried out by

tears

and hating the

light of day

nothing had

any meaning

I was dead

the core of my being

growing

more and more

lifeless

I felt like

a rag doll

tattered

by a dog

and rained on

for days

and one day

I met you

and all my misery

blew away

Oh God 

this is what

I'd still be

if I never

found 

you