for the future before me.
I stand lonely
as the day I was first born.
Through the fog
I can see little apart from
today and now
and I am scared of tomorrow.
My world is crumbling
before my very eyes
and all I can do is keep walking
towards the drop ahead.
I need someone to lead
and I need someone to cover me
and hide me from my life
before I go insane.
For now I wander lonely in the dark
waiting for your hand on mine
but I fear it will never come
so I'll keep walking.
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