Remember

When did the first thought,
Destroy my fragile happiness?
I wasn't very tall yet,
Nor was I very wise.

Yet in the night,
Torn from my lips a scream,
Of desperate truth,
And a worse reality.

I did not act,
I only begged.

He pushes on my body,
Time as aged my head.
Taller I have grown,
But none the wiser I am.

Harder is the rock,
Before my morbid heart,
That blocks the hope,
That tiny light,
From pulsing into me.

Closer is the cliff,
An abyss within my familiar hands.
The unfamiliar act,
Of screaming for the plunge.
The thrill,
That life has not forgotten me.

Someone out there loves me...
Many people want me.
No one has forgotten,
Nor am I left behind.

A silent hand of love,
A silent hand of humanity,
So weak compared to it all,
So strong despite it's strength.

I remember that I'm here.
I remember,
Someone needs me to.
So I stay.

I breath,
I live,
I feel.

And Remember