What, me worry?

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Again

The air out here is so cold and damp,
Then I see you, and you hold me close.
You make me feel warm and safe as you hold me
You comfort me as I cry.
Again.

I didn't want to, it just happens.
When everything is too much, and everything
Falls down, the weight is too heavy.
I'm on my knees and you lift me up.
Again.

It happens less and less now.
You show me things that I didn't know.
That I am better than I think.
That I can do things, I hadn't imagined.
Again.

The hurting that happened before,
Can heal when I believe that it can.
The things I didn't think were possible,
Are, with you...
Again

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