Your head can’t focus,
Your legs are buckling.
You call out for someone to hold you,
And there in those arms
It doesn’t matter if you go,
There is no fear or worry.
You feel its just easy to let every thing go.
A little worried voice calls out to you,
And for a second you focus
On those terrified little eyes.
You feel your strenght return,
The cold sweat begins to disappear,
And you realise that even though you feel like you have fallen apart
You want to survive
That little voice needs you to be alive.