Friday, August 24, 2007

On the Brink



Why does life always seem to screw me over?
Why do I always seem to make a mess of everything?
...
I'm on the brink
no where to go
...
flames lick at my soul
fog clouds my mind
ice freezes my heart
...
two seconds away from pulling the trigger
then you showed up
took my hand
and showed me what it was like to be loved
...
wrapping your arms around me
you saved me
...
from the brink
of hopelessness and despair
...
you loved me

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