You found me when I was almost lost
You found in me what I could not
I was silently slipping away
losing grip giving in to misery’s way
Out of the mist of sorrow deep
you reached out and my fingers gripped
Heavenly presence though yours is
It is more than enough of what I miss
New fear of me has taken hold
If you leave, give shoulder cold
twice as broken will I be now
than I was when my shell you found
Take care with the words of love you give
Taking hold of my heart, forcing me to live
For when you withdraw the warmth of your care
fair game you make me for death, heart bare
This time not a word of protest will I form
without sound I will lay down to perform
the final rites of my passage to come
when from mans, apparition I become.
You found in me what I could not
I was silently slipping away
Out of the mist of sorrow deep
you reached out and my fingers gripped
Heavenly presence though yours is
It is more than enough of what I miss
New fear of me has taken hold
If you leave, give shoulder cold
twice as broken will I be now
than I was when my shell you found
Take care with the words of love you give
Taking hold of my heart, forcing me to live
For when you withdraw the warmth of your care
fair game you make me for death, heart bare
This time not a word of protest will I form
without sound I will lay down to perform
the final rites of my passage to come
when from mans, apparition I become.
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