Forsaken,
I thought I was.
With all the worries, fears,
depression and anxieties.
Everything's falling apart.
I fall. I'm crushed.
A hand, from nowhere
appears.
I reach
and did not let go of the grip.
Hold on.
I know You won't let me fall.
Forsaken,
I know I'm not.
He's always there,
deep in the core of my heart.
(Aug 29, 2004)
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