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in my dark times

Sitting here ponder and wondering
My palms are sweaty, my heart racing, my mind is wandering
Dark thoughts begin to creep into the crevices of my mind
You know how I am love
I do this all the time
Anytime I feel you slipping away
Pain, hurt, doubt roll in like thunder clouds on  wet, stormy, dreary day
They sneek and they creep
They tug and they pull
My mind becomes a whirling,  turbulent cess pool
Toxic and posioness is what my thoughts have become
My hold on reality feels strained-so weak
So it would seem this is the way it has to be
Somebody help me
S.O.S. man down, save me
Quickly over here in my direction that light you must shine
Throw me a line to pull up out of the muck and mire of my own creation
Wont you be my blessed salvation?  Please hear my cries?
Rescue me from this island of isolation
Save me from my self-inflicted torment and damnnation
Make me whole
Set me right
Hold me till the scales fall from my eyes
And I once again regain my sight
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