The Diary: When You Go Through Hell...

Finding Yourself...

When she fell into the hole, right into the depths of hell...

I tried to reach for her...but I slipped....I fell

as we tumbled through madness...

I tried to get her in my grasp

...but our fingers lost each other in the ash

...in the smoke she was gone in a flash

so I tumbled through the darkness all alone...

no helping hand, no love, no soul...

and what about my heart?

That shit was scarred a long time ago 

So I went through hell...no life, no soul

I tumbled through darkness...

through the fire...

I fell through hell in a daze

It was brutal, bloody, and sick in so many ways

I fell through my memories...I fell through time...

I relived so many nightmares...

I still cry sometimes....

The fire I felt I can never forget....

probably because of the damage it did

The blistered skin is a constant reminder

the pain and the suffering made it hard to find her...

I knew I could still find her if I kept my faith

but pretty soon that began to fade away

And that's when it happened, I hit rock bottom...

I found myself in the belly of hell...

bloody, broken, and just a damaged shell

I knew that I couldn't leave this place without her...

I couldn't walk away...I couldn't doubt her

So I wiped the blood off my face and did some soul searching

I knew I would find her where my demons were lurking...

I found her...weak and dying...

naked...beaten...alone...crying

I reached out my hand and said  "come with me"

I grabbed her hand so we could leave

We climbed through hell, at two different paces...

her dragging along...and me...barely making it

we almost lost each other again...but we fought it out

we made it to the end....

we came out of hell as one...

me and my soul....me and my one

we came to the surface with more fight...

we came back to life....

we felt the cool air...we felt the night

we danced by ourselves...we sung a song

happy we were together again

happy we were one...


~Yours Truly, Miss Niah