My Love to Guide

I find him sitting in the dark
digging his fingers in the back of his neck
crying, sputtering, vomiting
somehow I see blood beneath him
though I see no wounds
I can feel he is hurt, deep injuries inside
I hear screaming in my head
though he makes no noise now
and stares dead as if I am not here
I reach out to him, wiping his tears
suddenly then he is miles away
separated now and helpless
I cannot touch him
watching him trapped in his despair
I try to speak and am mute
he cannot see me calling to him
distance between us is as an abyss
yet his agony is clear
at the other end of nothing I hold a light
from my heart I call to him
to guide his way home