Thank You

The bottom fell out of my soul last night under the stars And the big back nothingness that surrounds them Shoved itself inside Where a smile use to be. My world, so carefully arrange, did a summersault and spun backwards on its head, Then settled in the pit of my stomach, in The place that dark things crawl from; The screams and the tears would have come if I hadn’t held everything in with all I was— I was once again alone With myself, against the world and all it stood for. Everyone in it was a hater, As the demons took up their chanting. But you: You yanked me back to my senses, And put the bottom back in.