Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Returning Life

What would you do if you found a message

In the talcum powder, you spilt by the bathroom sink

I live alone, and unless I am walking in my sleep

I cannot explain how the words, ‘help me’ written in the powder

I should have cleaned before I went to bed

I didn’t know who, or how to help

All day, I kept thinking, what kind of help do they need?

Next night I left powder by the sink, hoping they would say more

Early sunlight dragged me from my bed

I read the message, ‘Help me, I am not complete…’

Looking at my reflection in the mirror

Watching it fade to nothing

The last thing I heard was myself screaming

‘I am here, don’t take me back.

 Let me stay, I almost made it…’