A Bad Trip

There it is, wondering around in the dark.
Cold and alone, basically fallen apart.
A tall dark shadow, the remains of a man.
Who can make his pain felt, with one touch of his hand.
Tired and weary, with a hooded black robe.
With no will and direction, decided to let his life go.
As he draws closer, and begins to speak.
All stands still, even the crunching leaves and creek.
And as he talks I begin to fill his pain.
The clouds engulf the sun, and it slowly starts to rain.
His words stick in me like daggers and knives...
And as I look up, I see tears in his eyes.
Its so strange to see that haunting figure show emotion.
He cries so hard that little creek becomes an ocean.
He continues to talk, of a life filled with torment.
And feelings inside, that will forever remain dormant.
Unspeakable feelings, that cannot be described.
And unforgettable feelings, in which he almost died.
Rage, hatred, pain, sadness.
Guilt, loneliness, hopelessness, madness.
He grabs my hand, and I see a flash of light...
And I'm taken to a place where if I want to live, I have to fight.
A place where what you feel seems worse than hell.
Hysterical and screaming, I come back, knowing what I had felt.
He picks me up, and looks me in the eyes.
He said ''That was my life, too hard, so I died''.........
There it is wondering around in the dark.
Cold and alone, basically fallen apart.
A tall dark shadow, what remains I cannot see.

Then...

I stand in shock, as I realize, that creature... is me.