I COME by Lilith Ð

I come to this quiet place to think. To clear the troubled of my mind. To quell the beast inside. Thoughts race, I've been here so many times before. Contemplating suicide, to plummet into those dark murky depths and be lost forever in the cool velvety waters. To erase the memories, the pain. As I sit here now I use this time to cease the thoughts. To pull myself from that dark abyss. I stop and count all the things in my life worth being here for. I think of what ill not see, of what will be lost. A touch, a smell, a taste so sweet. I close my eyes and see your face before me. Tears fall down my cheeks as I silently ask you to forgive me. Of all that I've done and for what's been done to me. I need you to tell me everything will be OK, that the hard part is over. I fear that I have not the strength to go on much further in this hell called life. I need you to be strong for me. That one day Ill be strong for you. We hold each other together. Putting the pieces of our souls back into their proper place. But I wonder where to begin, this life of mine, through its long and horrid path, has only been a hell of which I wish had not been created. When I at last think all hope is lost you put me back on my feet and show me that life can be a better place.