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Jan 2017
The darkness is my home
The cold was my roof
The shadows were my walls
And the silence from every corner that hid my screams
But I was comfortable, or at least I thought I was
I was safe or I’d like to say that I am
There are times that I would go out
Looking for something, yet not looking
For something that would tell me
That I belong somewhere else
Somewhere better than this
Then a face would stop me
A hand would grab me
And take me back
To my place, in the dark
But today was different
Two hands grabbed me
Instead of one
Surprise was not enough of a word
To describe what I’m feeling
Fear, was first though
Surprise, came second
I thrashed, flailed and screamed
For the two hands
To let me go
And leave me alone
A hand was placed on my shoulder
I don't know which one
But I do know that it wasn't the old one
For I felt warm
For the first time
In a long time
I looked up, to see a smiling face
Not the face that I usually see
A terrifying one, that makes you want to go back
To go home, in the darkness
Instead, it’s a face worth looking
Worth admiring, worth following
His hand held mine, and he led me to
The other side
Of my home, in the darkness
A side I never knew about
The roof was warm
Not like the cold
The walls were bright
Not like the shadows
There were cries
But with joy
Instead of pain
I saw things, instead of nothingness
I saw things that I never thought I had
Gifts talents blessings
Words that I never said, that I finally wrote down
And I feel bright
I saw people I never met before
My family, my friends
But they say that I did
And I believed them
And I feel warm
I turned back to the face that led me here
Grateful that he tried
To bring me out of my home in the darkness
Then I looked back, and it’s still there
Just on the other side
Of this wonderful place
Realizing that it would never go away
Realizing that it never would
a nagging thought
Creeps into my mind
That the other hand
Can come back
To take me to the darkness
Where I belong
I don't want to go back there
I don't want to be with the cold, shadows, and pain
I don't want that anymore
Then I was shaking
Someone was shaking me
Then I saw the face
That led me here
He smiled at me
And gripped my hand tighter
That smile reminded me
That my home
Was of light and of dark
They would always be a part of me
But the hand would always hold mine
And I felt hope
That whenever I go back to the darkness
He would always lead me back to the light
I always wanted to share this.....
Emery Cade
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Emery Cade  Philippines
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