the darkness it overwhelms me

causing me to choke and suffocate

i cannot breathe

it takes a hold of me and i cannot get free

and then i feel a hand

it grabs the thick of my arm

and pulls me out of the darkness

i struggle trying to get away from it

and it lets me go back into the dark

i suffocate again, but it feels safe

the pressure, the heaviness, so usual

i feel the hand again

and slap it away

it was unfamiliar

unusual

so bright

i drowned myself in this darkness

i drunk every inch of it

until it became too much

i started to choke

i started to die

i struggled, trying to find the arm, the hand

the unusual hand

i felt its warmth

i felt its power

it's elegance overtook me

showering me in beautiful magnificence

it took me from the dark

it took me from the suffocation

and no matter where i looked, there were still

little pieces left

and i ignored them

because in the light, i did not suffocate

and i did not drown

my fear was gone

i felt at home, at peace

and that's where i belonged