Take My Hand
Take my hand
Lead me to love
I go willingly
However
There’s none to lead
On my own
Stumbling
Wandering
False Paths
And Cul de Sacs
Someone
Must find me
Do they know
Where I am
Here
But none hears
Here
None sees
Ironic
Before them I stand
Open
But they pass by
Through me
But I feel them
Oh, I know them
Don’t they know
Can’t they feel
Don’t they see
Can’t they listen
Hollow sounds
Words
Illusionary actions
Visions with no substance
None to love
None to take my hand
I might be past this...hmm, we'll see.
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