First Poem First Poem
By: Therese Vitullo

I wish you were here
Here with me now
So I don't feel like this
In this deep dark abyss

Scared in a corner
Afraid to come out
Where is your guiding hand?
This knowledge I demand....

Not knowing what is to come
Or where I will go
I just want to be with you
So don't have to blue

I have been hurt
You said you would come
Life has been mean
And you I have not seen

Alone in a corner
Afraid to come out
Where are you with your guiding hand?

You said you would come
But instead I have been abandoned
Abandoned alone
Afraid to go

Where am I to go?
Who am I to be?
How do I know where I’ll be?

Sick of my life
Trying to help others
All I find is the shamed
Should I just be maimed?

I try to help others
Who cannot help themselves?
How can I help them to be?
When I cannot help me

I just want a hand
A shoulder to cry on
A hug when I’m low
Without these it's a blow

I try to see the future
But all I see is black
Where is my light?
Where is my might?

How am I to be?
How to live without thee?
Where am I when faith is to fade?
Who am I then to be made?

Help is all I ask
Help for all my troubles
Help for me
Help when I have lost thee

All I want is answers
For the questions I have
How am I to answer them on my own?
How do I pick this bone?

I miss your company
I miss your warmth
Who is to keep me warm?
Until the sun shines on the morn?

Where are you?
When I need you the most
I beg of you to come
To help myself of me to become