Saviour
Trapped within my hellish darkness,
A prison with no light of escape.
Your hand reached into my tangled mess,
And your arms became my saving grace.

I can see the shadows left behind,
My crumbled walls lay aground.
I walk this path with your hand in mine,
Never looking back, never turning round.

Still I feel our last embrace,
My heart remains engulfed in fire.
A sparkling memory never to erase,
For to be in your arms is my sole desire.


-July 10, 2003