Huddled in a corner,
I see you with teary eyes
trying to fight away the creeping shadows
and clutching to your last hope.
I'm not going to let you be alone.
I'm not going to let you fight alone.
I refuse.
I do my best to rush in
and fight off those...
-demons
-shadows
-the pain.
I offer my hand and pray.
"Please take my hand
and let me take you away.
You're not alone and
please don't give up."
Tears cascading down your flush cheeks,
you fight on and reach.
The shadows snap and scratch,
but can't take away your strength.
Your hand brushes mine
and that last hope,
your strength,
your love,
your soul...
...suddenly, shines bright.
The shadows disappear.
The demons are gone.
The pain is slowly fading away.
You take my hand and you stand tall.
I wipe your tears and kiss you.
Your arms wrapped around me.
Your safe once more.
