When the water is rising and you think you've taken your final breath,
I promise my hands will save you.
When the sky is falling and you are burried under the clouds,
know I will be there to uncover you from all the rubble.
When the storm blows thru and attempts to whisk you away,
I am ready to act as your shelter.
The pressure rests heavy on your shoulders
and makes it difficult to sit,
but at all times I will try to lighten your load.
The tears and the fears and the doubts are discouraging
and expectations are only more terrifying
but I will hold your hand
and keep you balanced
as you continue your tred across this unsturdy bridge.
7/9/07
he was scared. overwhelming feeling that life was too much to handle and failure was approaching... we all know the feeling.
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