an original:.
i cried out in the darkness
reached out for your hand
you called to me softly
to a far, distant land
i followed so faithfully
i answered your call
i did what you asked
so why did i fall
i cant see where i'm going
the road has been worn out
he tries to lift me up
with sweet kisses from his mouth
this chamber of my spirit
a tomb of grief and sorrow
you try to make it brighter
it will only be worse tomorrow
my light has been misplaced
the truth no longer seen
i never meant to hurt you
on you i've always leaned
a stone cross to mark the tomb
unmarked by the passage of time
your strength is ever growing
you are the branches for my vine
i cant keep this cold from seeping
deep into the pores of my soul
all i know is that you're with me
just dont give up--dont fold.
[my poem holds a secret]
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