Epiphany, Dead Man Walking

i learned to walk again, the day you drove away and left me standing in the drive... i learned to see again, staring at old photographs in a book hid away. i learned to think again, thinking, and rethinking every move and every action. i learned to feel again, struck dumb with waves of sorrow, with blood on my lips. i learned to cry again, in the dark and sleepless night, when no one else could see. i learned to fight again, pushed back against the wall with nothing left to lose. i learned to pray again, to a God that doesnt answer, from the gates of hell. i learned to dream again, violent shaking nightmares, waking up to a cold sweat. i learned to love again to cherish every moment, every touch forgotten. i learned to walk again, and walked off into the sunset with our hearts in my hands.