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Alone. Abandoned. Hungry. Tired. And scared. I had reached the point where I thought no one cared. Cold. Freezing. Frozen to the bone. I couldn't go on, So I picked up the phone. Nervous. Frightened. Afraid what they'd say. I'd ran out of options, their was no other way. Sympathy. Understanding. "I'll come and get you." I knew I'd be safe and you would help me through. Relieved. Warm. Ready to learn. I'm quitting this life, I want it to turn. Talk. Liste. Explain whats going on. Just feeling your touch, all my pain was gone. Tears. Relief. I could finally cry. You held me close, and assured I'd get by. You're seeing me through. You're holding my hand. You're wiping my tears, as I remove my wrist band. Warm. Unafraid. Safe. And with you.
Kelly Wilson |
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