Listening To My Heart - Poetry/Lyrics

Poem 52 {My Guardian}

Just extend your hand.

I don't know who you are,

But you're still someone.

It's better than standing out here alone.

It's an improvement from having no one there to pick me up from the ground.

I don't know who you are,

But you're someone.

You notice with a simple glance that I need guidance,

That I need a shoulder,

Though those around me stand on the line thinking I'm okay.

I don't care who you are,

What you are,

Or what you have become.

Just please.

Please, keep yourself grounded by me.

I don't care,

As long as you stand by me.

As long as you pull me out of this quicksand.

Just help me carry my weight.

I need your help; I need that out stretched hand,

I just need you.

I should pull away, I should be afraid,

Though all I feel is understood.

Finally someone who can look at me

And there are no reasons for words.

Someone that can see through my mask

 And see this fragile and highly desolate girl.

Your warm hand fills me with a form of hope,

Maybe, just maybe.

Your eyes fill me with meaning,

Maybe I'm not alone.

Your words fill me with strength,

As you encourage me to push through.

You, all of you, fills me with thoughts of the future.

It seems possible, in reach,

A future that may hold meaning.

Taking your hand I realise it's not the future that holds the meaning,

No, cause baby it's you that holds all meaning.

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