Helping hand

by Jessy   Mar 30, 2007


I'm lost and alone
I'm swimming in memories
fighting to be free
but only to find I'm being pushed back down
why does it have to be like this i whisper
tears leaving scars upon my face
i see a hand to help me back up
a friendly face a comforting hug
his arms around makes me feel free
i run away with him
away from the old and into the new
my heart is happy and free
i can fly away
away from them
i leave them swimming in their memory's
not ever again looking back

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