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Description
I walk along this road of life
People coming up to me
Promising hope
Yet always pushing me a bit away

But they let me walk along with them
Talking and treading about
Chatting about all the little bits of life
But never with me

They tell stories about to each other
They whisper their little inside jokes
They chuckle about their games
As they thrust me further away

Soon they are just ghosts
Voices on the wind

The cold ground and their chilling wind rips all feeling from me
All alone
No one that cares
Except that one who was always there

That voice on the wind that never left
The ghostly figure that caught me when I stumbled
Gave me hope
Gives me light

Swirling in the mist around me
He flows through me
He knows my deepest pain
And sends one for me

Alone in my despair
A single hand appears

Callused and worn
Yet it radiating more warmth than the whole world
Slowly it reaches for me
Promising me so much more

A trick
Someone else trying to hurt me
With heaving sobs I push the hand away
No one really loves me

But the hand returned
This time with an arm that rapped around me
A fire soon burned within me
And turned to face this man

His back was scared and bloody
His body bruised and beaten
A crown of thorns on his head
And holes in his hand

My legs went weak
And my sobs doubled
I fell to me knees
As I struggled to speak

With great care he knelt down
He plucked me from the ground
Holding me against his chest
He whispered “I am always there”

Description
I walk along this road of life
People coming up to me
Promising hope
Yet always pushing me a bit away

But they let me walk along with them
Talking and treading about
Chatting about all the little bits of life
But never with me

They tell stories about to each other
They whisper their little inside jokes
They chuckle about their games
As they thrust me further away

Soon they are just ghosts
Voices on the wind

The cold ground and their chilling wind rips all feeling from me
All alone
No one that cares
Except that one who was always there

That voice on the wind that never left
The ghostly figure that caught me when I stumbled
Gave me hope
Gives me light

Swirling in the mist around me
He flows through me
He knows my deepest pain
And sends one for me

Alone in my despair
A single hand appears

Callused and worn
Yet it radiating more warmth than the whole world
Slowly it reaches for me
Promising me so much more

A trick
Someone else trying to hurt me
With heaving sobs I push the hand away
No one really loves me

But the hand returned
This time with an arm that rapped around me
A fire soon burned within me
And turned to face this man

His back was scared and bloody
His body bruised and beaten
A crown of thorns on his head
And holes in his hand

My legs went weak
And my sobs doubled
I fell to me knees
As I struggled to speak

With great care he knelt down
He plucked me from the ground
Holding me against his chest
He whispered “I am always there”