When your friend
When doubts swirl like mist before you
And gloom robs color from your sight,
When your inward gaze finds blackness
And mirrors shove demons back at you,
Distorting truth, reflecting lies —
Borrow my eyes.
When fear hunts you like a midnight wraith
And comfort is a stranger never met,
When loneliness settles on you like a soggy shroud,
Sadness, depression your only friends,
When you and Love are leagues apart —
Borrow my heart.
When foreign guides would tell you where to roam
But all about you tries to make you stop,
When weakness drains the vigor from your step
And falsehoods shake the ground beneath your feet,
When faltering, you feel you cannot stand —
Take my hand.
If hell itself should try to get inside you
And you feel that all is coming to an end,
These eyes, these hands, this heart and I
Will be your constant friends.
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