Another poem I wrote while in "random writing mode" it;s not really about anything...I mean, I do feel as if I was in the dark, so to speak. But I haven't exactly connected the dots as to who "pulled me out fo the dark", it was just my mind going nuts on paper.
http://ultimavita.deviantart.com/art/Out-of-the-Dark-337723206 <---linkage.
Poem here:
I was once a very shy girl, frustrations and self hate ensued
I was once engulfed in nightmares, horrors of self, and darkness
I was uncertain, unknowing, and fearful of how to escape the dark
I always longed a companion, one who would not judge
For in my past, I was always the fly on the wall, or the ignored pet
I always longed a way the nightmares and worries to stop
For in my past, I always blamed myself, in fear of my closest friend slipping away...even farther
I needed to be pulled out of the dark, but how?
How? Am I worth that? I always wondered...
Despite our differences, we shared similarities.
Despite our opposing views on points of life, you still offered a helping hand
Thank you, from all of my heart, for pulling me out of the dark.