Hitting bottom

Oh when I could no longer stand
And sat naked in the hall
The empty apartment north faced
And trapped in the darkness of it all

I had drunk myself until where the shadows are
In the corner I could feel worse than asbestos
Waiting and did not care did not care

Weeks before little Cindy
With the twisted hand
Had given me greeting cards poetry
And I arrogant all above her love
Dismissed her overlooked her

Then she came to the door and dressed me and fed me
And although I knew words she didn't understand
The worlds and hollows she had been to 
she too had begun again
Giving me love to
Begin again