Come With Me
My mind is fleeting
along with my heart
my soul is leaving
my compassion is gone
Why must my body remaine
Isn't there a way
a way to go back
a way to change
a way to love
I wish for help
from up above
surround me with love
so that I may feel it
I feel from one;
she does not feel from me.
how much must I give
It seems I can never give enough.
Copyright © Shannon Callaway | Year Posted 2010
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