Save Me

July 9, 2013

I don't kow

who I am.

I don't know

what to do.

I'm lost in the blur

and can't decide which way to turn.

Be my lighthouse.

My beacon of hope in the fog.

Carry me through this storm

bring me safe to higher ground.

Help me find my way

the dark consumes my eyes.

Take my hand, my Angel,

and lead me to the light.

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