Darkness was scattered in huge patches
Making it difficult for light to pass.
I couldn’t see but I was drenched
As something was running down my back.
My throat was dry, lips were chapped
I needed a drop of water or I would drop dead.
Someone held my hand, someone familiar.
I looked at my hands it was smeared with blood.
Blood that ran down my back.
You stabbed at my back
And now you are holding my hand.
I couldn’t imagine you as a traitor,
It tore my heart apart.
The pain was unbearable
And I woke up scared.