not meant to be poetical, only true

[wonderingwhere]

sometimes i admit that i feel all alone out here
abandonded and left for dead
because i look around and everyone has their eyes to the ground
and you say you're there to help
and i close my eyes and reach out desprately for your hands
my fingers closing on nothing but air

but you say it's in these times that you've taken everything away
that i mean so much more to you

so i'll hold to that truth

and continue through the dark