You've been going through the motions
Drifting high tide on an open ocean
About to drown in your pin fear
There is not a soul that can hear
Crying for help as you near your end
Is there no helping hand to extend
Recollections of yesterday flashes
A moment where guilt and innocence clashes
It's like trapped between good and evil
Where the lesser never can prevail
Praying that the good in you outweigh the bad
Hope is the only thing you ever had
But hopelessly you are like driftwood
Unable to even place you own mood
If you ever needed prayer, this is it
Make peace before your maker you meet
©lenni
L