April 20th 2006

Hold me close,
For I may fall;
Wipe my tears away,
So I won't have to crawl...

In the filth I've made,
And so often regret;
Wish I could clean it up,
And yet...

There is no way that I may,
Wipe away passages of life;
Which I have to accept,
And go on, in time's freedom or strife.

And how I crave for forgiveness,
From my heart and soul;
But forgiveness doesn't want to come,
And becomes a torturing tool.

It hits me many times... in day and in my sleep,
And it strikes my heart with such a fear,
That it wakes me up in a continuous weep,
Where I cannot understand any tear.

And she comes up to me, I look up at her,
She wipes my tears of confusion away...
She takes me up and holds me close,
No more do I have to be afraid.

I close my eyes and put my head upon her shoulder,
For I know now, I finally do,
That true love forgives all,
And my heart and soul, with it, will too.