'Why I Came Back' (Challenge Submission w/photo)
By christy
They said I should have died the day you swallowed breath for the first time, should have withered in my red puddles, should have been cold as the tiles in the hospital floor. I remember glancing at the room, thinking this was a tacky horror film, a war zone, a slaughter house, I remember my husband's terror stamped liquid eyes. I remember the pain, like a dull axe, sending my body to splinters, spilling my fears in quickening crimson droplets till the gushing slowed to a mad pink fog filled with tears, panic, cold steel instruments, pin-pricks casting silence. Don't know what happened when I slipped into the ink, just remember voices f a d i n g into wisps of cool air, and fear was a beast licking his fatal wounds. I won. No more fighting, I won. I won. I won. Hours must have passed before waking to find you nestled beside me, face glowing like an angel. I knew you were waiting here for me, a shining beacon, waiting to love me, to teach me to remind me why I came back.Funny how the best things come from the worst situations. That was the most painful AND joyful day of my life. Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 03:10 AM PST 0 • 12
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