There I was on the bathroom floor,
in my own sea of
prescription pills that weren’t mine,
and razor blades that cut deeper
than stubborn hair follicles.
I was sobbing, I was shaking,
and as I was quickly breaking,
you slid through the door
I could’ve sworn that I locked.
You held me, you kissed me,
and as you repeated how much
you would’ve missed me,
I breathed for the first time
in what felt like a century.
My eyes at last opened,
and discovered a hidden route
to lead me out of this dark place
I was trapped inside.
While I laid in your tight embrace,
I knew,
you found me when I truly believed
I would be lost
forever.