The rock ledge of hope is fading agonizing quickly.
Both of my arms are outstretched now.
My tears are turn to fire on my cheeks.
I let out a horrified scream.
I want to cry but it burns.
I'm being burned from the inside.
No one can see the external pain, I always feel.
My soul, my courage, my spirit slowly is charred to a black used to be.
I feel the fires of hell pulling me back.
My years up.
I start to burn again.
How can I go through that again.
How can I go through it again.
There was water last time, but where is it now?
Please someone please grab my outstretched hand.
I need a cold hand to cool my burning soul.
It burns! Please be my water.
