Treasure Island

Dan Lundahl


Doubt


When life treats you bad,
and a nightmare it seems..

When enough you've had,
and you cry in streams..


When work brings you down,
and you lose your mind..

When you feel close to drown,
and you no light find..


When you walk in the park,
and you see no green..

When you're losing your spark,
and you appear unclean..


When a failure you fight,
and a tear breaks free..

When the wound seems to bite,
and you just wanna flee..


Just grab my hand and hold it tight,
close your eyes and forget being sad..

Keep your eyes shut and know I'm right,
I'll protect you from the fears you had.

Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013
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