Shrouded In Darkness

Your hands are cupped around me
Holding me back, creating my "new" life.
I am shrouded by your dark cloud.
I can't get out from under it's evil spell.
It follows me.
Chasing me from the good life I had planned.
And forcing me to barely survive
Among bacteria in puddles alongside the road,
Laying in a ditch.
Where are you, now that I am bruised and battered?
Where are you, now that I have nothing to offer,
Nothing to live for.
The dark cloud has consumed me,
Taking me home.

Fiesty
4/2/01