In your time of need, <br />You always seem to be alone, <br />No one to hug or to hold, <br />No one to shelter you, from the freezing cold. <br />The people you need all disappear <br />Into distant memories, <br />That you hold so dear. <br />They drift away, <br />You just can’t seem to grasp them just right. <br />Running through your fingers you try to hold them tight. <br />But you can’t stop it. <br />You lose all your grip <br />You try to collect them, <br />You try to be quick. <br />You try to fight for them <br />But lose sight of the light. <br />The punches come fast and plenty, <br />Then you're left in the ring, <br />They all have gone and it's empty.<br /><br />Frankie Stones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-of-need-2/
