Help
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…
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016
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