I used to sit in an endless fog.My body, a shell.
My feeling and my emotions were tied up in the ropes of my life making me the way I was.
Something inside of me escaped and reached out and taped you on the shoulder and said
"Come on...come wake me up."
You came. You woke me up. your ways were like a pair of scissors.
You looked at the ropes of my life and cut me away from them.
Then you saw the knot that I was wrapped in. In layers of trouble and hatred and pain.
Then you tried for a minute and relized that I was in so deep you couldn't get me out and you walked away...slowly.
You had woken me up. With my new eyes I untangled myself and ran to you and you held me until the ropes of my life wanted me back.
I let you go so you wouldn't have to suffer like me.
So now my emotions are trapped again and my eyes blinded but searching.
I cant see through the fog anymore. You went off to find other lost people to wake them up as you did me.
But why just why wont you come and try to save me once more?
