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Who?
Who's gonna help me tonight?,
with this fight from myself.
The fight to keep me refrained
from this thinking,
from this doom.
Who's gonna say to me?, "it will be alright,
please don't be scared now,
don't think of what is not there
and refrain from such,
from your doom".
Who will take my hand?,
while I am sitting down,
my legs to frail to stand.
With my existence in the balance,
in your hands.
Who will whisper gently?,
"We will stay the same,
nothing needs to change,
there will still be a tomorrow
and I am here with you".
Who will love me now?,
when my thoughts awaken
and the candle flickers with an unseen breeze
as it sinks in,
that I am doomed.
Who will take me home?,
when I am lost and heavy as a stone.
When the hangman is calling my name
and all these people think the same
as you do.
Who's gonna help me tonight?,
when the shadows touch my shoulders
and take away what you had to say.
Where their is no light
and when there is no day.
Who's gonna help me tonight?
Lulled by the lows of an
Lulled by the lows of an emotional. I am one of those too.
Well done.