When I needed your help You left me here, alone And I was left to wither In sickly wretchedness The body’s not working Yet the mind keeps racing So sleep’s not coming And you won’t, either
So I lie on my bed Just me and a bible While I’m left to wonder How much I can endure I'm stuck here alone In a forced freedom Shut in and forlorn
I thought I would have you If I really needed it But today you couldn’t (Your own **** to go through) And in such helplessness It makes me wonder If I’ve become a child Without a mother
Very late in the night I prayed to that father, "Just let me fall asleep!" (And to be just, I did) I embraced a dark dream A past and present lust And soon woke in fatigue With my life in the dust
During our toughest days Don’t we need someone To keep us from Hades? But all I have is a God (And all my fleshly pain) Yet that's my only means To keep this mind sane
I’m left to wonder In a tired, troubled state If I’ll get through it (Don't want it to be too late) I lift up my head And prop it on a pillow While staring at my bible On a half-empty bed
This poem was written in 2014 after a fairly serious lung infection and a breakup less than a month later. I've made small changes to it over the past few years.