Who Will Save Me
The drum beats silent
to the sound of my aching heart
He runs his callused hands across my olive skin
Bitter is my heart
As I lye quietly in my bed
dreaming of a life I may have had
If only I would have looked the other way
The road less traveled they say
My weakness was his gain
Come with me he whispered
let me show you the way
Now I lay choking on my blood wasting my life away
Who will save me now
Even God seems so far away.
Copyright © Andrea M Christian | Year Posted 2010
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