One Day Poem by Alex Night

I bow my head to the memory of you.
Tears spill down my cheeks in salty rivulets.
I stumble backwards
and my back hits with incredible force.
I moan in pain
because of you.
I tilt to the side and my shoulder hits another wall.
I collapse into the corner.
I force my head backwards.
It bangs into the wall and a
bloodcurdling scream escapes my lips.
My shoulders shake,
my nails bite into my palms,
drawing blood.
A glint of metal catches my eye.
I look up and see my prized
pocketknife.
Its black shaft,
golden lines weaving a life story,
maybe mine.
I reach for it without hesitating.
I run my fingers over the pattern,
the blade,
the tip,
and the teeth.
I place it correctly and smile sadly.
I say,
'I'm sorry, '
and one last tear drips to the floor.
I will be found one day
but once again,
for the final time,
darkness has saved me.