As i lay here
curled
fighting
this wave of regret
and remorse,
i ask what they do.
"Why me?"
"why am i alive?"
"why cant i do anything right?
and the i ask
a sorrowful dive
into my darkest night
"why not just give
up the fight?"
They don't want me here.
I don't belong where I'm not wanted.
Ive nothing to fear
at least ill no longer be haunted
by this pain
this hopeless regret.
I'll finally be saved,
no longer depressions pet.
But then my dark angel
comes with wings spread wide,
felt my pain
lived it with me
saw my decision
and cried.
As he wept
his beautiful tears swept
away all i had lost
all i had suffered
my tormented past
the solution I'd offered.
His beautiful rain
washed me clean
and when he whispered
"i need you here with me"
i was freed.
