Im swaying
My world is spinning
You steady me
And take my hand
You lift me up
And hold me close
Keep me safe
In a shielded cocoon
World goes black
But you hold on
Call to me
Bring me back to life
My subconscious is calling
Begging me to slip away
While you are begging me
To jump back to existence
Trapped between to worlds
Both safe but both sad
In one ill have what I want
But ill be gone from you
Where as in the other
You will always be there
Well perhaps
Uncertainty will call me away
Your uncertainty
Your constant too and fro
Teetering on the edge of death
Dependant on a knife
The attempter
Is the protector
My protector
My shield
Which is pierced
By so many arrows
Your shield is failing
And the arrows are coming through
I try to avoid
But to late
Blood
My blood
An arrow sticks out of my chest
An arrow of hate
That I thought I was protected from
But how can I depend on your protection
If you cant protect yourself
From your mind
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