A battered soul

It has been some time since I last wrote, not for lack of trying but more that I did not have any inspiration on what to write about then a chat with a friend just sparked a fire, and so here goes, as always random ramblings of a disoriented mind

There I lay

Battered and bruised

Not knowing how I got there

No thought of how I will leave

This place,

A prison and a refuge at the same time

Cold, wet and dreary

Yet at the same time comforting in its desolation

The throbbing pain in my head

Splitting my head into two

The parched throat

Heavy tongue

I cannot eat

I cannot drink

I cannot turn

I am numb all over

How did this happen to me

Why do I have to drown myself

When will the pain stop

How will the sun get in

Times are hard the saying goes

Its not the times, its the limbo

I am lost, and want to be found

Who will find me

Her gentle touch

The warm caress of her lips

Gentle wisp of her scent

The soft texture of her skin

My angel

Come save me

Let me bask in your light

Gain strength from your warmth

I want to feel the rain on my skin

Smell the earth

Open my eyes to a blue sky

Listen to the wonderful melodies

Of music so soft and gentle

It washes the pain away

Save me my angel

Take me away from this place

Wash away this pain

Bring a smile back to these lips