Remedy

A poem I wrote about four years ago. Not my best work, but one that means a lot to me.

A new light…
a new remedy…
Something that will save me from this…
A new pain…
a new hurt…
light…
remedy…
A tourniquet could possibly…
Cut…
Bleed…
Pain…
Hurt…
Light…
Remedy…
…or not…
Life…
losing…
purpose…
Wait a minute.
Who is that?
Relatives?
A friend?
Acquaintances?
Finally, a familiar face…
Cut…
Bleeding…
Pain…
Hurting…
Acceptance…
Coping…
Remedy.