Concrete floor, cold and damp; Dimmer of light from my lamp.
Mould and must fill the air; I am a prisoner, this is My Lair.
Dark thoughts fill my days; Fog in my head, clouded haze;
All alone, no-one but me; Door is open, don’t want to be free.
Trapped in pain, this is my home; Resting my head, pillow of stone.
Body is tired, for I am weak; Escape from reality is what I seek.
The day you came, it had rained; Memories of tears, my face was stained.
You kissed my hand and touched my soul; Pain of life, taken its toll.
You told me stories, warmed my heart; Encouragement, to make a new start.
In your arms, I escaped this hell; Saying goodbye, to my prison cell.
You laid me down by the foot of a tree; Warmth of the sun, I felt so free.
“Close your eyes”, You had said; “Consider carefully, your road ahead”.
“The life you seek is here with you; feel the love and know it is true”.
“I am always here by your side; Shining my light deep inside”.
“You are strong and have much to give; Life is precious, so get up and LIVE!”