Before You Came Poem by Kevin Hulme

What of this life before you came
All lonely nights and rowdy fame.
Ejected from the drunken bars,
The reddish mist and brawling scars.
For this life was like an Underpass,
Nights soothing balm was within the glass.
And the Hours moved like morning mist,
Prolonging days where no hope could exist.
The drudgery of labour so numbing to the blood,
A potion that stems all meaning in bud.
Now midnight chimes it's sorrowful knell,
A forgetful long day of loss dispelled.
Where the circling ‘Black Dog' was forever in sight,
A septic long journey that unravels into night.
But you it was that saved the Soul,
The Chrysalis of Hope when all tale is told.
The steadying hand to guide this ship,
My blackened veils she was won't to strip.
To bring me out in Colours once stained,
Reborn by her love and all life regained.