The pain skyrockets outward,
The hurt lifts to the sky,
The tears fall to the ground,
Hear me cry.
Thoughts tear at my soul,
The want washes through me,
I need to see the blood-red lines,
Hear my plea.
My feelings engulf me,
I’m falling,
The blackness swallows me,
Don’t you hear me calling?
This is my story.
The waves crash over,
The tide sucks me in,
The ocean grabs at me,
And pulls me down,
Down to the deepest deep,
You take my hand,
I am free.
On your shoulder I lean,
And stand and I weep,
When I’m with you,
I’m not nothing.
You heard my cry,
Your heard my plea,
You heard me calling,
You saved me.
This is my story.