A Song To Sing
I struggle everyday with this feeling of dispair.
So many lives lost to this disease that so many share.
Your life is on the line and headed for the shredder.
It hurts to know I can't help make things better.
Your words run through my head, and there's nothing I can do
I wish I could make it all go away, and make it better for you.
I see the person you are inside, fighting to get out.
But your heart and mind are engorged with doubt.
You say it will never end, and you don't want to die.
But you give everything you have just to feel that high.
Lost souls rendered breathless by his retched hand.
He ensnares your legs, so that you cannot stand.
He steals your joy, so that you are always sad.
He invades your thoughts and makes you go mad.
He seizes your heart, your soul,and your mind.
He devours your life with his enticing bind.
I watch you go through these painful battles
You are sinking fast, without any paddles.
You reach out for help, someone to understand
with each new day slipping away like sand.
You just want it to end some way, some day.
Your life has become nothing but decay.
I pray that God will send down in his rains,
The strength to ALL to elude these chains.
One day his grip will cease, and you'll be set free.
My greatest fear is the way that it may come to be.
Will your freedom be obtained with life or by eternal sleep.
Will it be a celebration of all times, or a time to weep.
Only time will tell what your fate will bring.
I hope it's a smile on your face, and a song to sing!
