The bridge is empty, the river stands still,
the rosy horizon already shows the sun setting,
as I sit alone that day, looking downhill,
hands on knees, sitting quietly and forgetting.
Forgetting the past, the events that occurred before,
slowly leave my mind, as the red sky turns to night,
I wished to leave everything behind, and return no more,
and to have a guide, to save me by the light.
I want to leave and find a place without detection,
as cold air runs through my bones, my energy flows,
I run nowhere, while in search and need of protection,
my heart is pounding, but helplessness in me shows.
Without a figure in sight, I can't help but feel forlorn,
will not a soul take me by the hand and be my guide?
Searching for a shoulder to cry on, the heart in me grew torn,
is there not a body out there where I can run to and collide?
All my life, I've sorted things out by my own way,
my effort level went down, as I skimmed through
the past errors that I lay,
my conscience mode id down in the state of mental decay.
My soul is calling out for a savior, echoing name by name,
only a savior can change things and not make things the same.