I Began To Live Poem by Autumn Christina Adair

Have you ever been so low that you’re just… numb?
So helpless that you feel empty?
Surrounded by people but so alone?
Have you ever held yourself captive,
In thoughts that tear your soul apart?

Have you ever been a prisoner in your own mind?
Failed to pull yourself out of bed?
Watched as each day slipped away…slowly dying?
Looked on as your appearance deteriorated?
As time wouldn’t stop, everyone moved on

You couldn’t help but sink deeper into Satan’s lair?
Into the depression that concluded your existence?
Crying until your eyes rubbed raw and dry?
As all your muscles ached?
Have you ever had the chance to change and turned it down?
Because somehow the pain helps and keeps you alive
To the point where you’re closest don’t know who you are anymore?

I once, have felt this too
As I thought there was no way out, the light shone unto me
I picked myself up, dusted myself down
And instead of being alive, I began to live