Trauma

Trauma

Laying in a pool of my own blood,

Crying out my fear and pain.

I will the blackness to take me,

But I'm still here.

Laying helplessly at the side of the road,

People crowd around to help, to watch.

I long to be taken somewhere safe,

But I'm still here.

Laying in an unfamiliar room,

Medication dulling my senses.

I want to go back, to undo the past,

But I'm still here.

Laying in my bed contemplating the future,

Mourning all that I have lost.

I would rather be dead than live like this,

But I'm still here.

Laying down plans for the future,

Acceptance finally overcoming hopelessness.

I nearly allowed this to destroy me.

But I'm still here.