never knowing
where i'm going
just hoping I can get by
taunting me
with love so pure
a love i can't deny
I'm scared inside
everyday
afraid of what I am
alone within
empty
shaking in fear
crying blood red tears
no rest for the wicked
or so they say
I wake up sweating
trembling
scared
alone
just wanting someone to hold
but only one exists
but he is so far out of reach
no one can take his place
so I sit back and wait
patiently
quietly
alone
I walk the streets
on a thin white line
hoping no one sees
the fear within me
that controls me
that is me
I fall to the ground
crumbling into the asphalt
unaware of the lights
directed at me
I try to get up
but fall one more time
I carry the weight of the world
upon my weaking shoulders
and crash again
the lights come closer
and tires squeal
a door opens up
only to reveal
i'm not alone
not totally anyway
someone out there
really does see me
just has yet to get here
something moves me
bringing me to my feet
brushing off the asphalt
from my hands and knees
I never saw his face
only felt his presence
I closed my eyes
only to see
that the stranger
who had rescued me
had disappeared
once again
and now i'm alone
crying
dying
I walk that thin white line
again
will this ever end
who knows
only time will tell
I'm scared
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