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...