I Beg Of You

Your cold hands grip my arms
and I glide into the solid wall
my blood spills and tears fall
I am looking into eyes of fear
depression
pain
solitude
I am asking you now to let me go
to let me free
to let me soar into the land of dreams
to try to find my self who has been lost along the way
I am crying into your cold hand
you move it to my wrist and then take away a slice
I am on the ground
moving for life
for happiness
where have I gone
who have I become