Do they come when you are too pressed
losing on all sides utterly distressed
you are upset everything is going wrong
do they still touch you in mind comes along?

Do they keep coming hold you in their power
when is closing all doors reigning darkest hour
you are down in the gutter battered in lost war
do they still keep birthing give your soul a stir?

Do they never leave you so you can carry on
your beacon in the dark the only companion
joining your broken bones mending your heart
goading you to get up make once more a start?