I exist
somewhere betweeen
here and the Netherworlds.
a ghost woman,
wanderer
lost soul.
I exist
on the periphery
semi-conscious
semi-paralyzed
inept at
communicating
I exist
reliant on help
and courtesy
and goodwill
and willingness
to do for me.
I exist
disoriented
frustrated with inabilty
afraid
yearning for
home
unable to remember
where home is
or how to get there
or who to call
vague memories:
reasurrances
loving acceptance
strength and
forgiveness
I am cold
body tired
energy spent
trapped in
some-other-verse
trying to send
out a signal
rescue me
find me
I exist.