Saved By You

January 12, 2009
I'm walking
doing the normal routine
I'm flailing
a normal thing
there's a crowd
of surging people
my head bowed
I glance at the steeple
the feet are moving
someone knocks me over
I fall on the floor
the feet continue to trample over
the feet hit my chest
take my breath away
punch my gut
steal a part of my heart away
I lie on the floor
my chest barely moving
life draining out of me
I try to stop thinking
my eyes close
I await death
I heard you coming
you told me, "Get up."
"But how?" I asked.
"I'm too weak.
Just let me die
do to me a merciful thing."
You shook your head
and said with a smile
"Here's my hand
I'll show you how."
I was weary at first
didn't know what to say
I unclenched my fists
and you got your way
you put your hands on my back
you helped me to stand
it was like lifting from over my eyes a sack
it was no longer out of hand
you said, "Let me guide you.
for you are mine."
I trusted you and smiled
as I said, "Fine."





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Zakatk18 said...
Aug. 24, 2009 at 2:11 am
this is really good =).
 
SilverDawn said...
Jun. 8, 2009 at 4:05 am
hey again (: and don't worry, it's pretty obviously another one of your religious poems =D btw, it does rhyme sometimes and it's pretty good. nice work, as usual x)
 
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