I walked alone
in darkness . . .
afraid of life,
frightened of others,
terrified of myself.
Blinded by misery
I stumbled and fell . . .
bleeding,
crying,
dying inside.
Countless tears formed
a lake of sorrow.
That is where I found you.
A reflection of me,
my dark mind.
You were with me,
always there,
why did I not look before?
Could you walk with me
through our dark shadows
and deep thoughts?
If nothing more
than to keep me
From being alone?
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