My Backbone

My Backbone

He was my backbone…

When I was strengthened in his love,
The world had no reaching’s on me
I was protected by his shadow
No one could ever come close
And my heart guarded him
Protecting the protector
And somehow the limitations were releasing

The rules… unfollowed
And there was no more sincerity in being loyal

He drifted
Leaving me unprotected
As the demons came to penetrate,
Disregarding every line of defense
Leaving me defenseless and vulnerable
I had awakened from a 90-day emotional slumber,
My heart began its new revival
Not knowing that secrets had kept it sleep

He was my backbone…

He kept me strengthened during many storms,
A comforter whom stroked my pain
Gave it a name… for relevance
He was good with that… helping to increase a calm
When chaotic situations would be traumatically stimulating
And repulsive in the gut
This is how he helped to fight the insanity

I used to love how his humor was more than comical
Where it was a Band-Aid for the scars
More than a mere cover-up… it was also the ointment
That created faster healing, and lessen the ugliness of the wound
In a sense, he was a hero
That battled the ugliest of demonic wars of the mind
He was also a soother…
Putting pain on a tolerable level
In order to treat it delicately…
That way you can become more aggressive with it later…
Somewhat of a savior
And that’s what he did for me
Kept me protected
Even from family

I will always think of him as a saint,
In an odd way… he was biblical
And his life’s teachings… valuable
He was more than a protector…
More than my guardian angel,
He was the beginning to a written end
And it was his ink… that drew portrait of peace
And collaborating them with my life’s words
To make the perfect art

He was…
My backbone!

© December 19, 2017            All rights reserved.      Elle McLin