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I try to stop

All these years of pain,

From coming back to haunt me,

I've already gone insane.

I lay here bleeding

And screaming out my prayer,

That someone,

Is really actually there.

Will you catch me when I fall,

Or save me when i drown?

Or will I have to sit here and cry,

And die without a sound?

Will Christ send down his Angels,

To bring me to my feet,

Or will i have to lie here dying,

So alone so numb so weak?

I've cried ten thousand times before,

Nothing seems to be true,

But when every i try to stop the pain,

I am always hurt by you.

Will you catch me when I fall,

Or save me when i drown?

Or will I have to sit here and cry,

And die without a sound?

Will Christ send down his Angels,

To Bring me to my feet?

Or will i have to lie here dying,

so alone so numb so weak?

This is my prayer.