I've left my footprints in the sand
Feeling your warmth leave my hand
I stop to soak in what has come and gone
Feeling alone and withdrawn
I'm bombarded by vicious visuals of my living fears
and everything I could ever revere
I'm a glass tank with only one shot
For the pain, I'll give you what I've got
Take me and my lacerated soul
Find the glass that cuts the deepest hole
Just be gentle with your hand
I'm at my most vulnerable and at your command
In return I'll love you to a fault
I'll bath you in my returning light as a result
You save my life every day, with nothing to even say
I even fell in love with myself today
I left my footprints in the sand
And felt the warmth return to my hand
I stop to soak in what has come and gone
Feeling more alive every waking dawn
I wrote this is regards to how my mind operates. It will hit me with what it knows will **** me, than all of a sudden pick me back up, but higher... Sometimes, only to push me down again. It's something I don't even understand.