Dear Mother/Father God: I used to have hopes and dreams. I even had a plan. I put all my trust, all my faith, all my energy into my hopes and dreams. I gave it all I had. I saw myself having everything I ever hoped for and dreamed of. All I see now is an empty room with no doors and no windows. How did I get here? I’m not sure. I can only remember what happened right before I got here.
Steele and I were walking down this road, when we were both captured. Steele was made to walk down this plank, at the end of which was a black hole. I was allowed to walk with him, but at a certain point near the end I had to let go. So Steele and I walked together; we talked a little, held hands and I sang to him. When the time came we released each other and he kept on walking in the direction of his destiny. The plank then turned into an empty room with no doors and no windows and I was alone; naked; unborn.
It was just over one month between the time Steele was hospitalized and when he died. Life can change so fast. One minute you are walking down this road towards your hopes and dreams and the next minute you are naked in an empty room with no windows and no doors, and what you thought you knew about two plus two equaling four was moot. What an immense sadness that has me crippled.
*Article title taken from “Angel” lyrics.
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Sarah Mclachlan – Angel