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I have this fear, cradled inside of me There’s something dying to come out I just got to get it off my chest possibly I should have hope instead of doubt Help me out in this time of grief and tribulation Help me out as I let out my shout of defeat – I’m sighing, for I feel incomplete Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Oh, I apologize for my inconvenient frustration Help me rise to the occasion…release me, gravity, and let go of my two feet Clearly, I have made you feel less than human You are still on my mind from day to day At night time, I feel like a restless, lonely man Who can douse away this gloomy dismay? Help me out in this time of grief and tribulation Help me out as I let out my shout of defeat – I’m sighing, for I feel incomplete Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Oh, I apologize for my inconvenient frustration Help me rise to the occasion…release me, gravity, and let go of my two feet I look at my reflection oh so reluctantly The blood-stained mirror shatters instantly Please repair this young heart that’s tearing apart Wondering when you will mend me from the start Help me out in this time of grief and tribulation Help me out as I let out my shout of defeat – I’m sighing, for I feel incomplete Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Oh, I apologize for my inconvenient frustration Help me rise to the occasion…release me, gravity, and let go of my two feet I should have joy instead of grief I just had to let you know that I’m recovering and I’m beaming! There’s something about your relief That gets me rising to the occasion and yes, I must be dreaming… Help me out by picking me up from the floor and stride towards the corridor Help me out by holding on to me or I will fall helplessly into the abstract abyss of the unknown Oh, I regret letting you down many times – just know you’re the one I adore Help me stand my ground and rise to the occasion, for I’d rather be all alone than on my own Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? Help! Help! Help! Can anyone hear me out? There is help on the way… I was waiting for this day! There’s the paradise road I must tread Or I will have these wretched tears to shed Or I might wind up dead on this merciless bed The aftermath of my healing process has helped out a lot The results of my rapid recovery wasn’t all for naught My Father has helped me live this life to the fullest I should have hope instead of doubt Help me rise to the occasion… Wondering when you will mend me from the start I should have hope instead of doubt Help me rise to the occasion… Wondering when you will mend me from the start Help me…help me…please… Help my mind be at ease…

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Book: Shattered Sighs