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Lone Survivor


 

Staring into the depths of my decision,

the choices I have to make floating in the distance.

I don’t want to ruin someone else's vision,

but i’m sinking. Drowning, I can’t find my resistance.

I keep getting colder; my fear needs no assistance.

 

I do. I’m weightless, but I keep being dragged

farther down because of my actions. Help me!

I can’t scream, I just sink further till i'm tagged-

out. Then what, I might be safe but what if I can’t see.

I could try but I have no idea who I should be.

 

I guess I’ll just have to wait for someone who can.

Here she comes a guiding light, in an old pair of sweats.

I tell her my problems. She gives me a scan.

Then she tells me to forget all my pains and regrets.

I start to see possibilities as we make a plan.

 

She saved me with a white varsity letter.

She coached me back to health and helped clear my foggy head.

She offered kindness: i’ll never forget her.

She bandaged the wounds with love, knowing the pain I bled

To this day I remember the words that she said.


 

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