I don’t think it’s my time to go, <br />But here I am hanging from a ledge, <br />My fingers slipping, <br />My arms loosing their strength, <br />& if I start to fall, <br />Will you catch me? <br /> <br />I don’t think it’s my time to go, <br />But here I am getting pulled under, <br />My lungs filling with water, <br />My vision going black, <br />& if I can’t get out, <br />Will you pick me up? <br /> <br />I don’t think it’s my time to go, <br />But here I am a gun to my head, <br />Someone’s fingers itching to pull the trigger, <br />My life flashing before me, <br />& if he’s to powerful for me, <br />Will you safe me? <br /> <br />I don’t think it’s my time to go, <br />But if I lose control of the car, <br />My hands not working, <br />My mind going blank, <br />& if I start to crash, <br />Will you pull me back? <br /> <br />I don’t think it’s my time to go, <br />But if I lose my will to live, <br />My heart broken, <br />My soul dead, <br />& I lose my last hope, <br />Will you save me from <br />Myself?<br /><br />angel lockheart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/-162/
