Life Line

by leigh   May 3, 2005


As I sit here bleeding I wonder why?
Why these feelings appear?
In the dead of night, where no one can hear me cry.
The coldness of the razor blade was all that gave me joy
But then you came and replaced my toy
Though I don’t know you well
You set me free
And released me from my prison cell
My life was slipping through my grasp
Like sand in an hourglass
I saw each night the gates of hell
And my soul I had sold to the devil

From nowhere appeared this dame of beauty
To save me from myself
She spoke so soft and gentle words were spoken kindly
She’s always there when I’m down
And pulls my head from the ice water before I drown
My guiding light my angel
My hero my idol the one I adore
The one who never turns her back
I couldn’t ask for more
She’s my last life line

Only darkness would bring happiness to me
Not so long ago
But now I have grown
Now my heads empty of the moans (of the moans, of the moans)
No more pain for she is here
My reviver my shining light
The one who made me what you see before you today
My trainer my lover my spiritual leader
My one and only saviour

I wouldn’t ask for more
She is my last life line
My only life line
My last line, my only line, my last life line…..

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