Sawyer S.

This poem is for Sawyer S. You saved my life, and I am eternally grateful On the bus ride home From a church field trip We talked and talked And I ended up telling you Everything The overdoses, the hospitals And how I didn't want to live You reached for my hand and held it I grasped yours like a drowning man would grasp a lifeline For hours we stayed like that You let me just talk Getting everything out in the open And we both cried I now know that there is someone who cares about me Someone who won't let go You truly saved my life Thank you