The Writings
"Cry for Help" (8-2-00) |
Can I move without you? Do I need your touch? Don't abandon me dear. Do I ask too much? Why am I so worthless? Can't I do it right? I hate to ask for help dear, But can you help me fight? I never meant to hurt you. Your change would be a crime. I need your hand to guide me. I hope you have the time. Can you help to free me, From these shackles and these chains? From my shyness and reluctance? From my grief and from my pain? I wish to be reshapen, Trade my hate back in for love. Throw away my walls and weapons. Replaced with olive branch and dove. I admit I am a failure, But I'll give it one more try. If I fail I'll give another, And another 'till I die I'll try and try and try again, But I cannot win alone. I need your help to triumph Over walls I've made of stone. They stand so tall around me, Far taller than the room. With chains and wire around them. I feel as if I'm doomed. But no one else can see them, For they live inside my mind. Only to be broken, By a soul that is so kind. I cannot move without you. But I deeply need your touch. I hope that you stay with me. Sometimes I hope too much... |