again? you're tired as hell, you're legs ache from carrying the weight of
the world on your shoulders, and with each step it feels like nails
being driven into your feet. your head pounded from the screams of
innocence being tortured and losing their purity, your back ached from
traveling through hell and back with the burden of the globe balanced on one
shoulder, while holding a friends hand on the other. each step...hurt.
untill finally you collapsed. your world went rolling, you skinned your
knees, and the flames from hell burned away at you. you felt as if you
were falling, losing hold of all or any form of reality. but suddenly
you feel something, a light pressure in your left hand, touching so
gently but holding onto you so firmly- as if never to let you go. it's that
love, that helping hand, that gets you back up and trying. their
strength pours into you, helping you up onto one foot- then another. walking
side by side, the burden of the world is lifted, and shared among
friends. this is for all of you. you know who you are, and what you have
helped me through. thank you and i love you.