No One to Save Me From The Dark
Who will be there to save you when you fall,I followed you through the darkness,
When the plates were empty I begged to fill them,
Now your light is shining high, and I am no longer welcomed,
My sorrow is deep,
I wallow in grief,
If not for me you would not play beautiful music for all to hear,
No one notices my sorrow or even looks my way,
They see not what I have done,
Only me in my anger and false illusions,
I am empty,
No one to beg to fill my plates,
No one to pull me from my darkness,
I am drowning in my grief,
Sorrow is my only pillow,
So deep in the pools of darkness,
I suppose I will no longer surface,
To propell forward seems fruitless,
Then I see the life is you bigger than life,
With no hand to pull me from my darkness,
No one to save me from my fall.
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