When all else fails, And no one remains, When thoughts turn bleak, And the loneliness plagues, When darkness invades, And you can’t breathe, Look behind you, Look for my seeking hands.
Come close, Let me absorb it, The echoes of your whimperings. Come close, Let me envelope you, In the feeble warmth of mine. Come close, Let me wipe away, The adamant black that leaches. Come close, Let me shoulder them, Those unspoken burdens. Come close, Just until the final grain of sand, Slips through.
Let me hold you, Let me kiss your forehead, For the heavens spoke to me. They led me to you, They led you to me, They whispered to me, What I whisper to you, This will pass too.
Take my hands, One last time.